little_deer from Blue by Big Empty

What’s it weigh
How much you think I could carry
Thought I could carry the world
End of the day
And I can’t feel nothing but sorry
I made a fool of myself and the way I was raised

Finally I was alone
My giant head full of answers
That feeling of losing your grip really hits where it hurts
And I fell in love with a lie
Found a knife where my back hurt
There’s only so much I could take and lately it had started to show
At the foot of a mountain that’s made out of everything about me I don’t know
And I found something wrong with me
I found something wrong with them
I had a choice I could change or stay where I am
Draw a line in the sand and define what I want
Just want somebody to get it
Help me with what I can’t finish

These things they get in the way
Affect my speech and behavior
But changing the way I behave is an awfully long long road
Will I come to pieces or worse come to terms with what I’ve let go
Set back in cynical ties
Tossed aside by my people
When I’m not drawing my distance I’m tightening my grip on the little shit
Not all that long ago
I loved how my mind made me strange
Now it just keeps me from saying what I need to say
Just a list in my mind of all these clinical names
My final chemical changes
And I still don’t know where my brain is

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