Dose Of Adolescence Plastic White Pens
How come every time I think it’s finally gone,
It finds its way back home,
Knocking at the door,
Screaming “let me in.”
Please just leave me alone.
The drips from my nose,
I’ve been exposed to the pain,
It’s frustration from my vision one time turns into,
It’s got you; it’s got you.
It’s not letting go,
No matter how hard I try to pull away,
It’s got me locked up tight,
So in my room to you on this might,
I say to you,
“God, can you hear me? God, please just answer me.
God, I have become to lose faith. God, bring me back now…”
How come every time I think it’s finally gone,
It finds its way back home,
Knocking at the door,
Screaming “let me in.”
Please just leave me alone.
