Used to tell myself
«One day I’ll tear up my roots and leave my old life behind»
Find a place where I can bloom into someone else
Well, I stayed right put and met my doom
Locked up and tied up in that little room
I didn’t know just how angry I could get
I guess in that moment I found some self respect
All the pills, all those needles through my skin
All those faces looking down on me, telling me
»This is a war you’re not gonna win»
Suicide seems merciful, when living feels like a sin
But they cut my rope
And all the lights had to burn out, before I could claw my way back to this beautiful thing
This thing I can call hope
Nobody’s listening, I’m just talking to myself
Truth is I like myself more when there’s no one else around
I don’t think anyone can fully understand
The parts of me that was dead and buried
How deep I had to dig before I was found
Now there’s only me to tell myself:
»You will, and you can»
And maybe it’s alright
I missed out on all my flights
Maybe it’s okay
After all, I found myself right where I stayed
The buried parts of me did not decay
And now I’m kinda proud
That I never ran away
Nobody’s listening, I’m just talking to myself
Truth is I like myself more when there’s no one else around
I don’t think anyone can fully understand
The parts of me that was dead and buried
How deep I had to dig before I was found
Don’t think anyone can understand..
Now there’s only me to tell myself:
»You will, and you can»
