My Fault

Thoughts are kinda funny
How they take over the wheel
Living on an empty tummy
Just to test if life is real

If I drift a little too far off
I'm on the edge
Will I ever solve this riddle?
Will I ever be my friend?

Fire
I'm burning
It's my fault
I've earned this
Pages of broken poetry

What if this is
All that is to it?
Where did I go?
Will my steps echo?

I'm searching for even clovers
Maybe someday I'll feel fine
But I'm starting to feel hopeless
Cause every day turns into nights

I'm analyzing pigments
Every inch of me feels vile
I'm starting to lose interest
In the concept of a smile

Fire
I'm burning
It's my fault
I've earned this
Pages of broken poetry

What if this is
All that is to it
Where did I go?
Will my steps echo?

Glued to the ceiling
Will it ever heal me?
Mirrors are blurry
And bed is warm

Silence is better
I'll hide in my sweater
Maybe I've just got the
Monday blues



Credits
Writer(s): Celine Hess Henrichsen
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