Cifra de Annie Booker - All Or Nothing - Misc Originals
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One day I’d like to know my brain
At least as well as I know those of strangers.
To look through an objective lens
With no self-imposed perception of danger.
Almost actively numbing
I postpone feeling, leaving it on the shelf
For tomorrow’s me to feel.
I resent it all now I’m tomorrow’s self.
This isn’t a children’s story,
You can’t just wish upon a star.
If you don’t put in the fucking work
You won’t get very far.
It’s always all or nothing in my head.
Everything gets tucked away for another day instead
Of being heard,
Until a whisper brings a thunderstorm.
Not a single word can be discerned
In the cacophony.
It all falls out of me
At once.
The noise ebbs away unresolved.
Once again, I’m left with nothing.
Maybe if I write it down,
If I can find the words to put on paper,
Leave myself a secret breadcrumb trail,
To lead me to my point a little later.
Excuses ‘til it’s actions,
It’s excuses ‘til it’s actions.
It’s all excuses ‘til it’s actions,
Excuses ‘til it’s actions.
This isn’t a children’s story,
You can’t just wish upon a star.
If you don’t put in the fucking work
You won’t get very far.
I don’t want it to be all or nothing in my head.
Please don’t let me hide away for another day instead
Of being heard,
Before a whisper brings a thunderstorm.
Not a single word can be discerned
In the cacophony.
It all falls out of me
At once.
I won’t let this go unresolved.
This time I won’t be left with nothing.
I’ve seen much clearer since you,
You guide me through my thunderstorms with patience.
I owe it to you to grow.
Before you’re lost, I’ll build on these foundations.
It won’t be all or nothing in my head.
Every thought will be wholly felt and understood instead
Of left unheard.
No more whispers to bring thunderstorms.
Every single word will be discerned
In a symphony.
It’ll all fall out of me
In time.
The song fades away, resolved.