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Break the sky in two
break the sky in two
and they never listen
it's been a long time and i still don't know what i'm trying to prove what i'm trying to hide what i'm trying to do. what am i trying to do? i'm trying to let it happen i'm trying to let it go i'm trying but i'm trying so hard that i am actually trying it is not actually happening on its own. and maybe living back then is the same as living now because both ways i'm afraid i'm lieing. i'm afraid i'm just going to escape and my life which has become reckless and disillusioned will end and start again and i will change. and i am not afraid to change for my own sake. but for the sake of others. and i am afraid my life has become this reckless, disillusioned, desperate if you will, because i know i am leaving. and am i selling myself short? am i giving in too easily just for the hell of it? i am rebelling against everything i have ever believed just because i can. just because i never have to look back.
Break it all
into tiny pieces
we can't glue together
because English class taught me that
things that are broken are the most beautiful of all
break the sky in two
and they never listen
it's been a long time and i still don't know what i'm trying to prove what i'm trying to hide what i'm trying to do. what am i trying to do? i'm trying to let it happen i'm trying to let it go i'm trying but i'm trying so hard that i am actually trying it is not actually happening on its own. and maybe living back then is the same as living now because both ways i'm afraid i'm lieing. i'm afraid i'm just going to escape and my life which has become reckless and disillusioned will end and start again and i will change. and i am not afraid to change for my own sake. but for the sake of others. and i am afraid my life has become this reckless, disillusioned, desperate if you will, because i know i am leaving. and am i selling myself short? am i giving in too easily just for the hell of it? i am rebelling against everything i have ever believed just because i can. just because i never have to look back.
Break it all
into tiny pieces
we can't glue together
because English class taught me that
things that are broken are the most beautiful of all