“And I find myself in need of a pause
I’m not sure why, but I think that it’s because
Of this desire to be what others want me to be
Which is nothing close to me
But I’ll see better when the smoke clears
When the smoke clears inside my head
And I can listen when the screaming doesn’t repeat everything I’ve said
And all that remains me and who I am at the end of the day
And this happens everyday.”
