Eggshells

Take a blade to mark the time I figured out that I
I am done with staring holes
Carve the mark into my skin before I chicken out
Wipe the eggshells off my soles

These shadows have been dancing for too long
Them missionaries singing their song
With insinuations ever so strong
That anyone who differs is wrong
Is there anything else to say

In the driver seat a set of hand me downs
So I force the finger down my throat
When I barely missed the mark this time around
They would linger just to gloat

These animals keep asking for more

But I've never gotten closer before
By now I couldn't help but ignore
Them smashing in their head on my door
Is there anything else to say

They simply let it go as they will
But this is not how I get my thrill
I've listened to the answers but still
I have a bigger bucket to fill
Is there anything else to say



Credits
Writer(s): Achim Hofmeyer
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