You Are the Backstroke


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It's alone on the stage,
A breaking sound they cannot fathom
We are wind up dolls built to please them,
Breaking out of the story
Hey,
Why don't you act right all the time,
How come you hate us,
And when did you realize you're in a cage?

[tigers in the zoo]

The force I used to move away from the past,
In the end, it only hurt us
It bled everyone we held dear.

[glass mistakes]

Every morning, the flowers preparing to bloom,
On the branches, they reach
Fruitlessly, it seems, but spring is coming,
And until it arrives at last,
I can hear their anticipation.

[the cry of unsung blossoms]

A lie on the page,
Brush strokes stealing her soul
And with every cut, you become that sound,
That dream you thought was worth it.

[blue demons]

The bird on my back you chased forever,
Why did you scar yourself that way?

[no]

I don't want to sing about it,
The things you make me do
Not one day in the future,
Maybe to inspire some girl to leave
Some boy, some woman, man,
Just leave.

[run far away]

They put this in my heart,
They wrote it.

[millipede]

The years I couldn't get back,
Before you were grown, I didn't chase
And I didn't watch close enough to capture,
All your wonder and innocent days
Now you've grown and stand up tall,
Your broader shoulders, no eyes cast down,
It won't be long before you reach the skies abouve
I just hope you know I'm proud.

[mother's day]

Happy New Year's, everyone.  Let's drive safely, party ourselves into a coma, and have our best year yet.  Maybe not in that order.

Sending your future selves my best regards,
Natalya xxoxoxx