A true story of a girl I once knew... |
~I~ Living in this plastic wrap world It keeps it clean and free Layer after layer, building up Never to be seen Build your walls and floors and doors Pretend that they'll protect All that you don't want to feel And all that you regret And all that you refuse to think And wish that you had done All the battles you hate you lost The ones you hate you won Wrap yourself and wrap your clothes Wrap your shelves of books Wrap obsessions and possessions Wrap the things you took It lasts and lasts for oh so long Catching blood and tears Surrounding you just like a shield Bearing off the fears... ~II~ Living in this plastic wrap world It gets so hard to breathe Layer after layer, building up It gets so hard to see The walls you built begin to fall The floors and doors will rot Leaving you barren and exposed If you do something or not And all the feelings coming back Stronger than before Boring through the protective coating Old and new, more and more The wrappings peel, a bit at first The edges start to fray All you hid behind the clear Will not go away It starts to burn with you inside Suffer without noise And the worst about this pain Is it's something you enjoy |