In The Midst Of Things

Maybe there's a reason here
Maybe it is hard for us to love
Or maybe it is us
Faking some things
To get what we want
Or things we don't need

Thinking of a sight unseen
Thinking of those words I didn't mean
And bottle them up
Throw them over
Lost to the sea
So fast and free

I'm not myself sometimes
And I'm learning that's okay
If I separate my fate
Like the wheat from the chaff
I will love myself
I try to love myself
In the midst of things

Love, you're stuck in place
Rooted in an endless maze
May this warmth return to you
Like a wind coursing through
And love yourself
You try to love yourself
In the midst of things



Credits
Writer(s): Isaac Hirsch
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