I'm fine in here but once i step out I feel out of place
I've got to look past
these temporary consolations from the world
it seems like these seams are not only comforting me
but holding me back
i get over myself and peep through the cracks
it seems like my dreams are overpowered by minor throwbacks
i only wanted to feel safe and comfy at the same time
i only tried to connect these concepts but only neglected its use
i search in my closet for something nice to wear
i search in my closet where nothing truly fits
I'm fine in here
cause at least I'm warm, right?
Brianna Rodriguez