The World Will Break Me
Sometimes, there is so much
Life inside of me
That it comes bounding out,
Fighting the very body
That contains it.
It is times like this
That I can't bear
To sit still for fear
That the static
Will not just kill me,
But every last trace of me.
But sometimes,
There is too little
Life inside of me,
So it hides away
In some back corner
Of my heart,
Resisting any urge
To be inspired.
It is times like this
That I can't bear
To move for fear
That if I try
The world will break me.
Life inside of me
That it comes bounding out,
Fighting the very body
That contains it.
It is times like this
That I can't bear
To sit still for fear
That the static
Will not just kill me,
But every last trace of me.
But sometimes,
There is too little
Life inside of me,
So it hides away
In some back corner
Of my heart,
Resisting any urge
To be inspired.
It is times like this
That I can't bear
To move for fear
That if I try
The world will break me.