The Fall

I know it’s hard for you to try and guess everything I’m thinking

Is that what you’re thinking?

Can I make it youthfully tragic, enigmatic?

While I’m clinging onto the thought that it can’t beat me

But it nearly beat me

And my chest grows tight, when I know that I

I think I’ve felt this fall before

It’s sticking harder than I’d thought

I’ll call my friends, and let them down

And change my name, and leave my town

Then go get help, but lie about it all

Til you see the signs of the fall

I guess I’m still that kid with all her fears

I thought coming of age would come with a bit more patience

I didn’t know if I’d make it

Do I rеly on the medication?

Internеt sensations?

Dopamine-dependent temporary vacations from everything that I’m faking

And my chest grows tight, when I know that I

I think I’ve felt this fall before

It’s sticking harder than I’d thought

I’ll call my friends, and let them down

And change my name, and leave my town

Then go get help, but lie about it all

Til you see the signs of the fall

Has my ego become too bruised finding something to live and die for?

Know that I’ve still got more to prove, but there’s too much to care and fight for

And my chest grows tight, when I know that I

I think I’ve felt this fall before

It’s sticking harder than I’d thought

I’ll call my friends and let them down

And change my name, and leave my town

Then go get help, but lie about the reasons why I don’t come out

I’m scared to love and I’m scared to lose

And I’m scared of ageing for both me and you

And I’m all choked up, have I said too much?

Did I roam too far?

Will you pick me up?