There she sits in a daze
In the wake of a ceaseless storm
Float through the cracks and the blind spots
Now take a deep breath and release
(Release) what she held just moments ago
It belonged to an unfamiliar self
(Sense of self) rearranged in an unfamiliar state

She’s constantly reminded this is nothing new,
she’s better left to sort this out
And no one dares to contemplate the struggle she’s faced
(You’re all on your own now)
Despite all that she’s shown

The space between the words grab hold,
as a menacing mirage, an illusion
As all that’s left unsaid compounds,
and emphasizes fear that someone leaves
And one by one they justify, lend credence to this warped perception
They feed its growth on dregs of shallow sympathy

I know they don’t understand or believe
Can hardly believe it myself
On another day or another state of mind
I can see my response and reaction
Through another lense
Things look so surreal through perspective I can’t say is mine

I am lost within this new duality, an imbalance of my consciousness, a conflict between heart and hand
No second guessing
You’re all underwhelmed
This is real

The space between the words grab hold,
as a menacing mirage, an illusion
As all that’s left unsaid compounds,
and emphasizes fear that someone leaves
And one by one they justify, lend credence to this warped perception
They feed its growth on dregs of shallow sympathy