I'm drifting once again into this horrendous sleep.
You're screaming in my ear, but I'm deafened by the sounds of my misery.
But you still, drag me around and pull me in the wrong direction.
Yet I still extend my hand,
I still extend my hand.
I choke on every word, I try to stand up straight.
Maybe you've noticed all the changes in my life.
I can't hold myself up.
I'm doing something wrong.
Just give me a minute and let me sort this out.
Just let me take some time and catch my breath.
I'm your canvas.
Leave your mark on me and make me beautiful.
Make me feel more appealing.
Just drag me around, and pull me in the right direction.
Show me what it means to feel alive.
Canvas