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we are so fragile and breakable so why throw ourselves from such great heights?
my mouth was kept shut under lock and key and i couldn't warn you about how much trouble i was and whether i was worth it.
perfection was never coveted, i wanted to memorise the rise and fall of your breath as you slept - to bask in those moments and wish you were conscious enough to love me for doing so.

we keep ripping up these old wounds, forgetting scar tissue was built to last.
all the while i dangled up here, a puppet watching over life as it played out on stage below me.
and steadily, more and more each day my toes got a little higher off the ground.
and by the end the days stopped joining together, in the end they all ended up isolated, fragmented.

reactions were all just so impulsive, split second decisions of whether to flee or fight.
i chose to flee, i trust my reactions.
i trust that gnawing voice in my belly that lets me know when i failed at the first hurdle.

oh didn't you know you were just another girl?
another mark, another journal entry.
didn't you figure it out when i didn't return your calls?
oh you are so naive despite what you do and what you say.

the lessons you’re looking for aren’t found down an alleyway.
i’m searching elsewhere for my place
whether it’s the right choice or not it’s experience and isn’t that all what we’re looking for?
we can all just put our heads down, sleep like Eri until we can come to terms with the life that's passing us by
i am hikikomori and when i emerge again i'll no longer by afraid
i'll no longer be scared to spill my soul to you.
and i'll finally be free.

Description
we are so fragile and breakable so why throw ourselves from such great heights?
my mouth was kept shut under lock and key and i couldn't warn you about how much trouble i was and whether i was worth it.
perfection was never coveted, i wanted to memorise the rise and fall of your breath as you slept - to bask in those moments and wish you were conscious enough to love me for doing so.

we keep ripping up these old wounds, forgetting scar tissue was built to last.
all the while i dangled up here, a puppet watching over life as it played out on stage below me.
and steadily, more and more each day my toes got a little higher off the ground.
and by the end the days stopped joining together, in the end they all ended up isolated, fragmented.

reactions were all just so impulsive, split second decisions of whether to flee or fight.
i chose to flee, i trust my reactions.
i trust that gnawing voice in my belly that lets me know when i failed at the first hurdle.

oh didn't you know you were just another girl?
another mark, another journal entry.
didn't you figure it out when i didn't return your calls?
oh you are so naive despite what you do and what you say.

the lessons you’re looking for aren’t found down an alleyway.
i’m searching elsewhere for my place
whether it’s the right choice or not it’s experience and isn’t that all what we’re looking for?
we can all just put our heads down, sleep like Eri until we can come to terms with the life that's passing us by
i am hikikomori and when i emerge again i'll no longer by afraid
i'll no longer be scared to spill my soul to you.
and i'll finally be free.