Imagining little bits of sunlight falling through my old window I don’t think I ever processed leaving Or anything

I’m too attached to place And now it’s breaching my brain I couldn’t see this coming right in front of my face I’m too attached to place And while everyone leaves I can never get away From the urge to stay

I might be fine where I am now And alright with change But when it hit me all at once it scared me And now the bits of sunlight found me in my new place And again, I choose to stay

Right around the corner The chance I’ve been waiting to take I can never get away from the urge to stay

Is this my best that I’m going off and trying? If it is it better be enough, so I’m not back to square one I’m putting all of my joints into this So it’d better leave me breathless

I don’t want to be banished Back to where I started I don’t want to be sent back underground Hiding in a blanket of static sounds

I’m seeking stability like I never have before Once would’ve seen it as defeat but once I’m grasping it, it’ll feel like victory But if this fails, if I fail I won’t know what to do I’d be back to trudging through, confused

I don’t want to be banished Back to where I started I’d be back to trudging through Until I’m here again, that’s what I’d do

I’m caught between Perfecting and hurrying And I’m only A step from the sunlight

This year the atmosphere has become my friend My favorite color stains eye-line Getting life in line and feeling human again

The start of my summer Feels so tantalizingly soon I’m not the wilting blossom I was Nor the rotting fruit

The year before now was limbo But before that I just ceased to exist Throwing out the fragments of the life I thought I wanted

I’m cleaning out closets And shoving things into boxes No I’m not dwelling on this I’m riding this wave through to accomplishment To to start another season And see another side No I’m not dwelling on this like I’m not dwelling on this like I did

The start of my summer Feels so tantalizingly soon I’m not the wilting blossom I was Nor the rotting fruit I feel the late-spring coming So I know what’s coming soon

It’s over False spring has ended So I’ll find some confidence In wherever I’ll choose to be rooted

I’m afraid I’ll hit a wall And my vocal chords won’t vibrate I’m afraid I’ll hide myself away Fall into habit and never initiate

I’m afraid my sentences all start with “I’m afraid” But I’m afraid I’ll let my eyes begin to shift away

Stuck in between again Waiting for this all to cave in

Convinced that it’s all up in flames When I don’t feel any melting skin Convinced that it’s all up in smoke When I’m breathing just fine

I need to step outside So I can drink the sunlight