and sometimes I cant help but let it take a total hold on me
it's like an angry demon I thought I'd driven out years ago
I can't rhyme and I can't sound like you
but I can lean my body over the edge and stick two fingers down my throat like there's no tomorrow.
I'm glad I can keep this secret from people who know me
and yet set it free with people who don't.
The problem is, I can see how much I could be if I wasn't like this
not something else, just something smaller.
maybe I could actually stand out..
I don't need to because I have the most amazing soulmate in the world...but it's not about that.
It's about me and my comfort in my own skin.
sometimes I feel like I'm crawling and itching to get out.
at other times I love it.
I guess it's all relative; it's all about perception.
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