Author: Hannah Stokes

You were young
And yet you clung
To the cracks in the concrete of the past
Forced out of home
Roots ripped from places welcome
Your petals fell from around your neck

You rushed to gather them
But instead just scattered them
Deeper into the corners of the universe
Your name was thus written
On every planet and rock in space
But was nowhere on your heart

You’re something along the lines of
You don’t quite know what you’re made of

Insecurity will consume
Every crack every room
Unoccupied by sterling confidence
So practice shouting your name
And begin to claim
The parts of you left undiscovered

Hold tight to who you are
Because you never know
Who you’ll turn out to be
Tomorrow

You’re something along the lines of
You don’t quite know what you’re made of

That throbbing thing
At your core
Are words that you’ve never even heard before
But once you see
Yourself in love
You’ll understand what bones are made of

We’re something along the lines of
This time we know what we’re made of

We’re something along the lines of
This time we know what we’re made of

I’ll write you a letter that you’ll keep
Every time you read it you’ll think
“That’s so sweet”
But you’ll keep it in your pocket
The words will fade and stamp fall off it
Unreplied

You’ll write me a poem in your head
It’ll be the loveliest thing you’ve
Ever said
But you’ll never get to tell me
Verses lost forgotten empty
Never read

We never seem to be on the same page
You’re flipping through so fast these days
And if you ever stop to ask me how I’ve been
I’ll remember those times, you loved me then
Those times, you loved me then

I’ll sing you a song that you’ll love
It won’t be about us but you’ll
Wish it was
You’ll play it while you sleep
Falling so much more deeply
Than I can go

We never seem to be on the same page
You’re flipping through so fast these days
And if you ever stop and wonder how I’ve been
Just remember those good times, I loved you then
Those times, I loved you then

And I will learn to let you go
In these times you never know
What you’ll force the past to hold
And I will hold onto hope
But in these times you never know
So I will learn to let you go

I know it’s always hard to say goodbye
I’m just sorry I took so much of your time

Ya know a cigarette
Seems like a good idea when you’re 20 years in
With nowhere left to go
It’s a hopeless life
When you look around and you realize
We’ve made the same mistakes
Time and time again
But I’m still breaking-in this skin

You know a good night’s sleep
Seems like a good idea when you’re neck deep
But the demons don’t understand
Yeah, they’re cut throat
You either sink or you swim
Baby, I know
I don’t stand a chance
But I’m still breaking-in this skin

Somehow we’ve survived
This long
Somehow we’ve survived
This long
We’ve survived
This long, this long
And somehow we’ll survive