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clenched teeth, but no where nearer to the answers...
the whispers are like bugs
creepy crawling under my thin skin
i put up my front
my plump, stiff upper lips
doing everything i thought i could
from keeping you
from getting
underneath me and within
all of it is making my chest tight
i'm having so much trouble
just trying to breath in
i can't reach the air
Rumours surround me
Rumours
they have found me
and worse then i-
they keep me from themselves
they are there
-and more then i realize, everywhere
but i can't break the surface
it's too laborious
too much work
digging in this mine of hidden Words
just tell me the Truth
all these Roumours hinder me
hinder me
and all i want is peace
not paranoia.
realistic or un
i need to breath
so please, please
stop keeping clear air from me
these again crawl through my veins
and to my heart they return again
all these webs inside my lungs
the strings come out when i use my voice
it's not my choice
they've made there way inside
i know i'm doing the best i can
i've always done the best i could
and i want to say the same of you
i'm working on my self
dear bugs,
please don't lay your eggs in me
i know no one has a lot
but, what will it take
for someone to give the world a break
and me
and let the webs unravel
oh i can't reach the air
it's being kept from me...
...by you...
