I'm trapped in this room like it's a prison I own.
I'm the warden, the guard, and the inmate in this zone.
I keep myself trapped and always ask why;
"It's safe in here" is my only reply.
"The trees and birds and cars with their horns,
Are all rose petals hiding beds of thorns."
"But it must be worth it to see all the beauty!"
"I'd cut it all away if it were up to me."
And my thoughts go on back and forth,
Until there's nothing left but a calling north.
"This is insane, I don't want to die in this room!"
"Your childhood rests here already entombed."
"That's me no longer, I could still be free!"
"What could be out there that you're dying to see?"
"I don't even know, that's what's so thrilling!"
"So you'd be willing to die for a life fulfilling?"
"Living to die is better than dying to live!"
"You couldn't find it in your heart to forgive.
You're bitter and restless and young,
The lackluster intro to your song is half sung
Half the time you don't feel
How do you know you're even real?"
"All the laughs and smiles
And the views for miles
All the midnight chasers and throbbing morning-afters
Tag with lasers and white water rafters
Every smile and tear
Help erase that fear
And they lift me up
And my face they cup
And they say 'This is not like years ago,
This is now and you need to go.'
And anything else honestly seems insane."
And these words fall around like sudden summer rain.
They wash away the thoughts that so long have stained
They push back my guard and any doubt that remains
And all that's left is me, free to be me again.