Back to what i was glad to go
Glad to see the back of in the sea so deep down below
Until i began to discover
Who is this girl i see imagination world of my own magazine cover
I am in the same body
I bear the same skin just who is this somebody
I pinch and i know it aint a dream
Had my brain begun a span i notice an increase in stress of little things and i began to scream
Feels like i am younger i even want to play in the mud
This aint good
I am lost confused and unable to join the pieces of my life together
I don't want to be stuck this way forever
I am walking and it feels i am somebody else who carries this burden
I look in the mirror to see my age show me i am not dreaming and this cannot be forgotten
Is this normal, but it isn't i know better
It seems really silly some things that had happened as i recall the letter
I am imperfect, but this aint me
I would never use the letters together or do such things i hate happening to see
I turned to Run, but i am stuck in a web that just won't budge
No matter how hard i nudge
