Southtowne Lanes - Table and Glass
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It’s so tempting to let you out-
To make use of the glass in my nightstand.
I’m so tired of fighting this off;
of walking barefoot all over my father’s glass.
I know a cut can be sewn shut,
a wound can be cleaned.
But how many times can I bleed before someone notices?
Will they ever?
It’s not a razor.
But it sure as hell cuts like one.
It’s like a rock in the back of my mind,
weighing back potential with each liberty I take.
They all say: “look on the bright side! You just need to get out some more!” Everyone knows all the answers.
It’s not like I knew what I could be getting myself into.
It’s not like I could see this kind of thing getting out of hand I swear.
They all say: “look on the bright side! You just need to get out some more...”
No, I’m not out.
I’m not done trying.
I’m not deceiving myself into thinking I’m alone,
or that this lasts forever.
I’m not convinced that I’m woefully misunderstood,
or that I feel more pain than he or she.
I’m not asking for help.
I’m not asking for you to save me.
I’m not asking for you to save me.