I've been trying to scream but the words won't come out
I've been trying all my life
Now I feel I hold a debt to every script rehearsed inside my head
Everything I wanted to say but didn't
You never sound the same when you're speaking through my membranes
Saying all the things I want to hear
Setting up the perfect chance to tell you how I really feel
Terra cotta you are meant to sit in sunshine
Thought I'd lost ya
Thought I'd found a way to close the blinds
Self reflection, convalescence,
Days spent in the deepest, darkest, dampest darkness
Sick
All of my enamel
Slowly dripping as I swear to comfort
Trying to trick my brain into snuggling up to everything I hate
Feigning the dark arts so I feel more comfortable in darkness
Scrubbing off my skin just to erase tattoos of your name from my face
Terra cotta heart melting in my chest
The fragile mold couldn't hold in the shade you live in
I wet my lips with clay that drips
And with a kiss send my bon voyage on parchment
The hardest part is all those promises
Evaporate when I let the sunlight back in
It's not all about an ill contempt
I just know that things will change when my true mold hardens
Terra cotta you are meant to sit in sunshine
Thought I'd lost ya
Thought I'd found a way to close the blinds
The omnipresent, unfinished sentence
I can't even read the words that I wrote down at all
Terra cotta you are meant to stand the rainstorm
Thought I'd lost ya
Thought I'd found a way to stay inside
Broke umbrella, drowned the well
I jumped into a puddle thinking that it was a pond
Convinced myself I had forgotten how to swim