I always let myself get in too deep, When settling was never how I planned to be, In between, Scared of whats and ifs, Waiting for the right time to let myself be, Honestly spoken, Despite I might be left, Bruised and broken.
And I've been playing the background role, For far too long, Making sense of everything that's been thrown my way, If I could find the time of day, To uncoil these thoughts that I've collected, The ones that stayed so undetected, And find some peace of mind.
These knots inside, They clench and bite, Dig deep and try reveal this pain inside, I'm sick and tired of not feeling right, I'm sick and tired of these restless nights.