there's just things you know
no need to show it, or doubt it
you just know the boundary, your limit
some say you should exceed your limits
go beyond your horizons and fly
how can i when i have no wings to carry myself?
i see nothing when i look into a magic mirror
nothing but confusion and hinder
my hands are full of regret
all i want to see is beauty
not a monster that years have created and torn apart
some say not to worry,
it'll all go away it's gonna be fine
but they dont fucking understand
how i wish to see beauty...
always i will wonder
what is it like?
what is it like to live beautifully?
always i will wonder
what is it like?
what is it like to fall?
always i will wonder
when will i come out from hiding beneath my words?
always i will wonder
will i find myself?