STITCHES

Talking less to focus
to the point of sewing shut my mouth-

Wanting less to harden
strengthen up this jaded soul caused from the now-

Something's always whispering
right beside my bed in twisted tongue-

Warning me of nothing
I don't already know,you've judged me wrong-


and I can tell you why
you are broken-

listen

and I can tell you why
you are nothing-

listen.


Soft and subtle time bomb ticking
always echoing inside my head-

An energy that strips you
of the arrogance that makes you feel your sound-

Watching every angle
and position as my enemies surround-

 I can tell you why
you aren't worthy-

listen.

I can tell you why
you are burning-

listen-