Give me a drink cause I’m starting to think that I’m broken
Got no confession but still my reflection provokes it
I hold the gavel and judgements unravel for who I’ve been
Feeling the weight of the all
Medicating the turbulence
The mask in the mirror is not getting clearer to comprehend
Where do I begin
When will I see it again
At the waters edge
With no answers left
What will I see
Is it me or just a stranger again
I’m at the waters edge
In my anxiousness
What’s does it mean
To be seen
Without the need to defend
Left to myself in both sickness and health
I can’t do it
Skin deep interactions
Distraction’s the way to get through it
Everyone tells me that I should be happy for where I’ve been
But selling and sharing the shell that I’m wearing is wearing thin
Hoping to find and in time recognize my own reflection
Where do I begin
Never let anyone know that
Underneath the surface
What a vulnerable, nervous
Child I am but
If I can trust the process
If I can find what I lost this
Innocence I once had
I’ll see it again
At the waters edge
With no answers left
What does it mean
Is it me
or just a stranger again
