I felt boundless and lone Simply composed Edgeless and deserted Intact while overexerted Lately I'm being stretched too thin Leaving small pieces of myself to places I've been Eventual trails of arms and legs to rediscover and recollect again Stop convincing yourself that there's no true wealth in anybody else Lock all the doors so no one gets in Revisit your old conversations Until you know just how you're suppose to feel Look all your doors Double-bolt yourself in Retrace your steps for something you may have missed Everything's beautiful as long as it doesn't concern me