What does it mean to find it?
Something that keeps you safe
Closing shutters or being quiet
Or being locked in a safe?
An empty shell, a bird in a cage, a drained well, a curtained stage
You can't bleed with no skin to break
To try at all is a mistake
Can I feel at all?
Every day, on repeat, feels like I'm losing me
It seems this darkness is my home, so where else can I go?
Will I ever know?
Every day, in my memory, I've spent getting acquainted
With something in proximity to desperate and complacent
And if that changed would I still be me?
Without that pain what would I be?
Will I ever know peace?
Do I feel at all?
Not a bit, every day, think that I'm losing me
And when I try to picture growth I see a face that's not my own
Will I ever know?
What it means to find it, is it actually real?
(Will I ever know?)
If I could really try it without not trying at all?
(Will I ever know?)
Who I really am if all this pain could be released?
(Will I ever know?; If I'll ever know?)
If I'll ever know?