I learnt to let go when I was younger Scared of growing old I would swim far into the ocean And try to stay afloat Until my lungs would cough up water And sand would coat my bones, and I hope, now That someday I’ll open up the floodgates And let the lyrics flow Someday I’ll understand the dry taste When the words are trapped below Some days I wonder if my airway Is clogged with all the quotes, that I wrote, now I feel worthless Maybe I should open the drawer Burn the pages Write poems with the ash on the floor Pour the ink, into the sink And watch it drain from the shore I don’t want love no more Though it’s the one thing I’ve been searching for Though it’s the one thing that I miss the most Now I’m afraid to be alone I learnt to grow old when I was younger Scared of staying young Afraid of the thoughts that I had conjured That sat atop my tongue Knowing I’d change the worlds opinion If they would just, listen up But they won’t, now I feel worthless Maybe I should open the drawer Burn the pages Write poems with the ash on the floor Pour the ink, into the sink And watch it drain from the shore I don’t want love no more Though it’s the one thing I’ve been searching for Though it’s the one thing that I miss the most Now I’m afraid to be alone (I’m afraid to be alone) To be alone Looking in the mirror like Maybe I will find myself tonight I ask for a better mind Then tap into the sight through my third eye I had never realized I thought I had a chosen my design I thought I was broken all this time I don’t want love no more Though it’s the one thing I’ve been searching for Though it’s the one thing that I miss the most Now I’m afraid to be alone