A lesson, a manual
Gifted by God
What to do
And how to respond
How to be
Someone you're not
What you see
When there's
No one around.
Your head
Is tempered
So it won't ever rot
You're stemming
From the dirt
It's the curse
And the plot
You first get hurt
Put your tears in a jar
Pull your hair
Leave your teeth where they are
Not leaving space
In-between each bar
Not leaving space
I can't breathe so hard
I can't seem to see
What I have become
I am this being
The feeling of numb
Slowly controlling
But only my thumb
Shaken the ceilings
With nearing the gun
Serious fearing
Of nearing the sun
Icarus
All-around and no mirror
I run around in fear
Close to the ground
There's something that I hear
My roots as they snap
My heart pounds, head spins
And I'm free at last
The fog clears
Then we all hear
"Please come back."
Most people miss me
When I am gone
But not the people
That I miss most
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A lesson, a manual
Gifted by God
What to do
And how to respond
How to be
Someone you're not
What you see
When there's
No one around.
Your head
Is tempered
So it won't ever rot
You're stemming
From the dirt
It's the curse
And the plot
You first get hurt
Put your tears in a jar
Pull your hair
Leave your teeth where they are
Not leaving space
In-between each bar
Not leaving space
I can't breathe so hard
I can't seem to see
What I have become
I am this being
The feeling of numb
Slowly controlling
But only my thumb
Shaken the ceilings
With nearing the gun
Serious fearing
Of nearing the sun
Icarus
All-around and no mirror
I run around in fear
Close to the ground
There's something that I hear
My roots as they snap
My heart pounds, head spins
And I'm free at last
The fog clears
Then we all hear
"Please come back."
Most people miss me
When I am gone
But not the people
That I miss most
Gifted by God
What to do
And how to respond
How to be
Someone you're not
What you see
When there's
No one around.
Your head
Is tempered
So it won't ever rot
You're stemming
From the dirt
It's the curse
And the plot
You first get hurt
Put your tears in a jar
Pull your hair
Leave your teeth where they are
Not leaving space
In-between each bar
Not leaving space
I can't breathe so hard
I can't seem to see
What I have become
I am this being
The feeling of numb
Slowly controlling
But only my thumb
Shaken the ceilings
With nearing the gun
Serious fearing
Of nearing the sun
Icarus
All-around and no mirror
I run around in fear
Close to the ground
There's something that I hear
My roots as they snap
My heart pounds, head spins
And I'm free at last
The fog clears
Then we all hear
"Please come back."
Most people miss me
When I am gone
But not the people
That I miss most
Writer: Devin Castro
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