• cris_sunshine 6w

    We draw circles in the sand to drown out the "why"
    We reduce our nails to nubs to remind us not to cry
    We bite our lip till it bleeds, bleeds, bleeds
    And listen to people who think they need, need, need
    We wade in the water till our lips turn blue
    And say that tomorrow will be something new
    But today's no surprise and the sun's not shining
    And yesterday much the same, but you won't find me caring
    So I sit at the edge of my home away from home
    Breathing that air that makes me feel so calm
    Away from the problem and away from the words
    What I do is what I do, and I think that's a first
    ©cris_sunshine