I want to live by the ocean At least near water of some kind To keep me cool in the warmer months When winter hits, providing something solid in my life Im not breaking any ice Thin limbs are reaching out too far They wont be getting any better A bitter mans mind Equipped with Childlike arms These branches are retracting Curling in on me Holding on as long as possible to every leaf Pleading with the earth and sun Until I fall, theyll all stay safe In my shades reach But theyre blowing away The colorful parts of me The purpose I serve Piece by piece Falling off of me A cleansing, by fire Burnt down in private No one can ever see I never, I never deserve the things I need I sought the role of an open book Lent too many times Thrown in bags, floorboards of cars Critiqued by too many minds Highlighted and dogeared To no convenience of mine A cleansing, by fire Burnt down in private No one can ever see I never, I never deserve the things I need As much as it pains me I need you to know Youre what I carry with me Every time I go Despite every nightmare Clawing at my soul I count it a privilege Just to watch you grow No rest for the strong If thats how youre perceived Too close, too close Youre too close to me Its what I craved and cried for I never deserve the things I need I want to live by the ocean At least near water of some kind
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