To Be Gentle

Flesh and Blood, Bone and Dream

To Be Gentle


Here, like skeletons we lived
Rose-tinted skin covers a slight frame
Like a blanket that is too small to fit us both
Rot lays its roots into my body and mind

I spit in the face of my reflection
But it just won’t look back and see the pain I’ve caused
This is a pure lesson in self-acceptance
Fear is only temporal

And I could never see this through for you
And I admit that this is bigger than me
This is something beautiful
The fear of pain and growing towards the person, who I'm supposed to be

And I reach towards the sky
How could I forget?
(Realizing the nature of reality
We only experience a tiny fragment of actual reality)

How could I forget?
(It’s all filtered through our lens
It changes constantly too)

How could I forget?
(Knowing that gives me a feeling of peace
That I have the power to change my reality at any moment)

How could I forget?
(By changing my perception
Or simply by looking around or listening)