Static Mindscape

(yeah) Too loud in here

Way too loud

Lock the bedroom door to quiet the static

Thoughts bounce off walls,

getting erratic

Scrolling down a feed that feeds off my doubt

Looking for an exit,

looking for an out

Clock ticking heavy on the bedside shelf

Hardest fight is staying gentle with myself

Pressure in the skull,

heavy on the chest

Everyone is talking while I try to rest

It starts to boil,

it starts to spin

Where do you go when the noise is within?

Under the skin, a storm brewing wild Too old to be lost,

too young to be mild

Carrying worlds that nobody can see

Running from the mirror

just to feel free

(yeah,

just let it breathe)

Lockers slamming down the long gray halls Painting on a mask so

nobody calls

Headphones bleeding just to drown the critique

Acting so tough when I feel so weak

Caught between the kid I was and who I'm meant to be

Is it just a phase,

or is this the weight?

Counting all the seconds at the garden gate (breathe in...

breathe out) Then the drums come back...

Under the skin, a storm brewing wild Too old to be lost,

too young to be mild Carrying worlds that nobody can see

Running from the mirror

just to feel free

(break it

down,

break it free)

Just growing pains, they say. (hmmm)

Just teenage brains.