put the book down and call up a friend
the one who is eager to hear of your sorrows
who says that the things that you’re doing are not who you are
take your clothes off and jump into bed
and search for that happy thought, the one from before
about how pleasant it would be if people wished they could be like you
throw your shoes on and hop on your bike
the cold air is good for you, might want to stop somewhere
to pray with your friends
as you search for a love you can live inside of
lay your heart down and call it a day
it’s so hard to see you when fear is consuming you
when will you see yourself?
try to forgive yourself!
…you just can’t help yourself…