ouroboros by soli dago

wouldn't you like to know how the view is from here?
by myself but never alone
everything on the ground seems so clear to me
no more wasted breath
no more wasted tears
I owe it to myself after all these years

and I'm not looking back as much as I used to
some things to get used to: moving forward, moving on
foreign and new
compassion for myself
learning how to be held and how to hold
compassion for myself

never again will I internalize the lies about my self worth
never will I internalize the lies about who I am
never again will I internalize the lies

moving forward, moving on
foreign and new
learning how to be held and how to hold
compassion for myself

• Alternative
• bedroom punk
• heavy pop
• sadgirl
• Portland