cherry pits

I remember days
Wanting to leave wanting to run away
I remember those years
Wanting to know where's the stem of fear
Cherry pits mother Mary says
Hold on tight boy it'll all make sense

I remember months
Wanting to cry or to hold someone
I remember weeks
Wanting to die while I was in my sheets
Ice cold winds I was pitted against
myself
My heart
My head

I'm an average guy
Nothing to look at not too many reasons to cry
I'm a normal dude
Feeling week like I'm overdue
Feelings overturned
Regrets
Look past
Like how'd I keep my laugh?
Each hit made me crack
Each scream stifled any reason to care bout tact