We should become more than just jewelry,
or the rose that drew blood from our hands
because one day, we'll decide that our hearts are not beating
if we're not forming angels in the sand.
And I could not have built this if there wasn't such a pattern defined,
no, I just listened and rearranged all the brilliant times.
Oh, these pills whisper, tell me this whole process and effort is lost,
but I will sculpt it, and build something that's perfect for once.
And I put it on display in an immaculate glass box.
Oh, please just let my body lay, because I think it's done enough.
(And what I mean is it never does enough.)
We really should become more than some story that was put back on the shelves.
No, we haven't seen ourselves in years cause we've laid next to all the tales
that we heard when we were little, but haven't heard anything else.
And I put together a puzzle, touching ocean to the sky,
and every time I looked up at the horizon line,
I caught my reflection in the light.
And I built a pyramid with everything I own,
and then I placed myself up at the pinnacle.
And then I put it on display, and from the view I could clearly see
a million lenses following me. Please take this weight away.