A Small List Of Things That I Would Normally Hide

I’ll sit and pretend
I know someone at an intimate depth
it only makes me feel like shit in the end
because you’re only as good as the people you consider your friends

so watch an aching past surface, and now i’m half certain
that everyone who associates with me’s a bad person
because everyone who associates with me is as worthless
now I finally understand what it means to lack courage
and at the end of the day it just defeats the damn purpose
to share the fruit of your knowledge while completely malnourished

so I’ve been trying to let go of the things that torture me inside
congratulations, you’re cordially invited
to a small list of things that I normally would hide
like high school, no comprehension of enough harm
codeine for numb hearts and patching up cut arms
but drinking cough syrup when you didn’t have a cough
is ironic, because in reality you’re sicker than you thought
but like hearing new music and being too scared to turn it up
virgin blood mostly told me to stop at the surface cuts
and sometimes I wouldn’t eat more than a couple bites
and sometimes I’d go a week and not sleep more than a couple nights
and sometimes I’d get so wrapped up in the “couple life”
when the “couple life” failed me the first couple times

but I am grateful that it seems stupid, and I’m grateful that i miss you
because the passed two years are something I’m glad I had to sit through
because now that I know what it means to be dead I can start living again
now that I know what it means to be dead
I can start living

I can smell it when I breathe
I can feel it when you leave
I can start living again

so I’m leaving behind the people who said I wasn’t brave enough
wrote an album called “sleep” and realized it’s about waking up.


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