In the long haul
We all make mistakes
Should we, shroud ourselves, in our guilt?
Should we, join confession, and repent?
Pick these fragments from the ground
Match these puzzle pieces together
And I, want to know
What enclosed me, in white walls
Feeling them, caving in on me
Feel like, I cannot, breathe
Speculation
Introspective
Healthy
Mind
And I'll take these shards of glass.
Form them back, to the reflection, that I once knew
In the mirror, so unclear
Rebuild an image, completing the picture that was torn apart
I'll stand on my own, my head held high
You coddle and harbor your feelings, inside
Compressing and depressing, your emotions cannot, hide