seeyat

This isn't escaping it's living
The birth of a dream for us all
The things that their all they've been giving
For so much more time than recalled
The friendly and knowledgeable faces
Pressing their fingers to bone
The one's who have watched me in places
Knowing it's wrong what's been done
So many know who I am and I was
They probably wonder and pace
How could this be, the new awkward me
You were always so full of grace
The kid in the corner, so far from the others
Sure you were always a weirdo
But never a cluts, you moved with such purpose
This new way to act instills fear though
Who could be hating, why are they waiting
Why won't they just let you live
It's honestly strange how I now seem deranged
What's worth this they're willing to give