Being scrubbed from the inside out
Energy settling in from all around
The only direction to flow is down?
Experiences to learn, sometimes feel like drown…ing
Shown how to float, I shall not gloat
It’s not as easy as I show it, when I’m alone sometimes I don’t glow…so…
I draw from my own well
Call it a gift from heaven, maybe hell
I still feel the love never to fail…only stumbling a bit so I do spit, words…
Personal hell, personal jesus skits, that’s the only hell I can see…
‘Cause the devil ain’t so scary, peeking ’round the corner at me
Your eyes I did see, you don’t scare me
Tired of missing other versions of myself…my life’s been put on a shelf
Collecting dust and webs of sorts…feeling like the Knox of forts!