Is this world flat or is it round
she wonders
but he only frowns
everyone thinks they know everything I'm so tired of looking up
because there's nothing else around just get away from me
I'll bury myself in the ground.

Because everyone
thinks they know everything
just wait until you get a taste
you'll never let go
it's a waste
and there goes all of your time
when you're making big plans
no one will grow
you're too busy
I know
you shouldn't have cut off your hands.

These waves get harsher
each one sends you for a spin
it's the worst weather
that there's ever been
you see your reflection
and know it soon enough
but you'll never know why or when.

There is no doctor or therapist
this heart and soul is of your own
there is nobody
who can take care of this
but she wonders
he knows
I'm sick of it.

Someone in the room
will say b*******
and someone's just being nice
God knows she loves you
But it's that little boy
who cuts her just right
all alone again tonight.

Music fills the heart
of a heart barely beating
so please pick the right song
to begin the grieving
and fill those cups
of those barely breathing.

So what do you know about fear
and what can you show me
from a secondary emotion
you're standing at the base
and every one of your mistakes
you can taste
so let the lady stire the potion.

Because you are so beautiful
and you are unique
she doesn't care now
as she just sinks
oh but you know
and still you do it
but he suffers too
she thinks...

a natural reflex
is mocking her regrets
a survival skill
that turns to kill
and the pain
but she wonders
and he blames
I'm sick of it.

So hurry hurry grow up and learn
time you cannot discern
his face his ways
he'll beat u up
sitting there staring at my urn
I'm sick of it.

The silver lining was torn
o oh oh a long time ago
so she became hard
and did it herself....

thank you thank you
for all of your help.
© Sarah J Laird