Testo Shell

How long is the road I see?
A stranger to sympathy
Closing my eyes when you tell me you don’t believe

Baby I’m a shell of who I told you that I am
Burn the edges of the picture you had of me in your head

To dwell upon what I was Consumes what I may become
Standing up slowly
Hoping what I got is what you want

Picking up pieces that we never knew were out of place
Running circles like a loop that plays over
Move onward in my mindset
Feeling closer
You call my name, I don’t know why