COMMON SENse

 

I promise I'm not being selfish

I'm on my way to self acceptance.

Seams have come undone. Who have I become?

Am I a thief?

Or just the common man.

I take what I need, no future plans.

Seams have come undone.

Who have I become?

 

Is it common sense?

Or just self defense?

Why do we live like this?

Never meant to live like this

 

The first day that I sank my teeth

Was the day I learned that I could bleed.

Falling in and out of confidence and doubt.

Shame has got a way of sticking to you.

Heavier the weight I'm falling in to.

Promises are promises I never tend to keep.

 

I'm unraveling from my own doing, and insecurity.

Just take a look at me.

Tell me what you see.