I grew away from you you say it's my own fault I carried my wounds gracefully until you poured on the salt I laid out like art because in my heart I might have enjoyed the pain being accustomed to it, I didn't know then how to feel alive without it figuring death should I let it go. Life was the darkness I grew up in but now past the numb, I've grown no longer attracted to the pain even if it means I'll be alone. Still, there are many to replace me to help you paint your shadows gray I keep that secret behind the eyes that won't look back on yesterday I grew up with you then I grew away. |