It's easy
To get lost
It's easy
To get lost in the space between your thoughts
It's easy
To feel afraid
Of the broken things you say
And the way they make you feel ashamed
Oh it's easy
To hit the ground
Again and again it will continue to happen
If you don't learn you need to run
Believe me
When I say
That every thought I spoke was half conjured
By my broken sense of
Feeling so afraid
Anxious to the point of seizing
Please bare with me I believe you
See me
I made it here
I'm not so late to the party
Yes this is the present that I brought for you