Scatterbrained.

[rewiiired]

The forest is frightening
and I'm wearing shoes made of lead.
I can't seem to shed this chill
and my head, it's on fire again.

I want a way out of this,
but what I need is a way through this,
so stop the whispering, I hear you already,
and it's not helping anyway.

My spine's only weak now
because I'm gathering up courage.
I'm only scatterbrained in an effort
to find my valuable focus.

I can only see the trees.

So kick me down again,
I'll just crawl on my knees.
Coat me in armor; mark my words,
I'll find another way to bleed.

I must find a higher place
I know I'll never fall from,
for staying low to the ground
just to escape the pains of gravity
numbs me with boredom
and it'd be so nice to feel again.

So I run, so grow the flames
to the forest, to set ablaze,
leaving deep footprints to retrace steps
once I rise from the ashes with interest.

 

[New]

Meandering about...yeah, I do that.

 

[Raz]

I like the visual sense of this as much as what it's actually saying.