I learnt to let go when I was younger
I would swim far into the ocean
Until my lungs would cough up water
And sand would coat my bones, and I hope now
That someday I'll open up the flood gates
Someday I'll understand the dry taste
When the words are trapped below
Some days I wonder if my airway
Is clogged with all the quotes, that I wrote, now
Maybe I should open the drawer
Write poems with the ash on the floor
Pour the ink, into the sink
And watch it drain from the shore
I don't want love no more
Though it's the one thing I've been searching for
Though it's the one thing that I miss the most
Now I'm afraid to be alone
I learnt to grow old when I was younger
Afraid of the thoughts that I had conjured
Knowing I'd change the worlds opinion
If they would just, listen up
Maybe I should open the drawer
Write poems with the ash on the floor
Pour the ink, into the sink
And watch it drain from the shore
I don't want love no more
Though it's the one thing I've been searching for
Though it's the one thing that I miss the most
Now, I'm afraid to be alone (I'm afraid to be alone)
Looking in the mirror like
Maybe I will find myself tonight
Then tap into the site through my third eye
I thought I had a chosen my design
I thought I was broken all this time
I don't want love no more
Though it's the one thing I've been searching for
Though it's the one thing that I miss the most
Now, I'm afraid to be alone