still

I am torn, between loving myself and leaving myself be
Cause you've made it hard for me
To look at myself as anything less than sour
What id give to have my old mind back for an hour
And when I look back on the past
It really hasn't been that drastic of a change, though I'm here again, wondering, why I've stayed the same
I guess I could stay, under my bed and never see the light of day
But, would I be ok? The needs I have are too oddly specific anyway
Y'know it's strange, I don't care about myself yet I worry about my health, everyday
If i was stagnant in one place it'd be, anywhere but here, because the stains on my carpet and my dirty windows are what instilled the fear
Of being, nothing at all, and having low expectations of myself and when I fall, leaving nothing behind
Just some dirty old windows, and regret cause we don't have much time
And I can try to pretend, that I'm not just tired of standing still
Regardless, of when I can bend, I'm starting to lose my will, to keep standing still



Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Banda
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