#3
because i feel like
because i feel like there is
nowhere else to go
because i feel like
i am melting down
and i can’t slow down
because i feel like
a marionette burning up my silken strings
they aren’t strong enough to hold me
but i can’t do anything to get away
i am trapped up on my cardboard box
stage with nowhere else to go
like my life is just some five year olds
putting on a clumsy little show
and i’ve got my boxed up view
of paradise shining in
with everyone staring back at me
and i can’t slow down
It works, honestly it does. Pretend Fiona Apple is singing it. But, Rabi’s the one who wrote it, really, not i. I just had this instant “make me a song” reaction when i read her post. Apologies for maiming it so badly, R.