Band Aid
I have got a wound; it’s infected and it’s sore
I can’t reach it because it’s down in my core
I reassured myself that it would heal on its own
But it’s been three years and the wound has grown
It tears open a little wider and bleeds a little more
Each time I realize I’ve got less and less to live for
I tried covering it with a band aid
But not even the symptoms went away
Mother pulled off the band aid and now I’m bleeding everywhere
She ripped it off so damn quick but I don’t really care
I’m too numb to bother with living or dying
My soul is shriveling and still I’m lying
Still I say everything is fine
I had a burden; it affected everything I did
I have been carrying it ever since I was a kid
I am still young but my back is broken
From the weight of the burden awoken
Resentment boils and pushes off my lid
I was cruising to hell, now my tires skid
Mother says she shares the burden I carried
She knows everything about the man she married
That tore off my band aid and now I’m bleeding everywhere
It came off so damn quick there was no time to be scared
I’m too numb to bother with living or dying
My soul is shriveling and still I’m lying
Still I say everything is fine
I have a question: Where do I go from here?
Everything seems ever the more unclear
I am dazed and confused as I search for the answer
And the questions multiply just like a new cancer
I am blinded by a sudden rush of tears
I am silenced by a cruel torrent of fears
But if Mother can deal with this, then so can I
I will bear it until the day that Father dies
I can’t reach it because it’s down in my core
I reassured myself that it would heal on its own
But it’s been three years and the wound has grown
It tears open a little wider and bleeds a little more
Each time I realize I’ve got less and less to live for
I tried covering it with a band aid
But not even the symptoms went away
Mother pulled off the band aid and now I’m bleeding everywhere
She ripped it off so damn quick but I don’t really care
I’m too numb to bother with living or dying
My soul is shriveling and still I’m lying
Still I say everything is fine
I had a burden; it affected everything I did
I have been carrying it ever since I was a kid
I am still young but my back is broken
From the weight of the burden awoken
Resentment boils and pushes off my lid
I was cruising to hell, now my tires skid
Mother says she shares the burden I carried
She knows everything about the man she married
That tore off my band aid and now I’m bleeding everywhere
It came off so damn quick there was no time to be scared
I’m too numb to bother with living or dying
My soul is shriveling and still I’m lying
Still I say everything is fine
I have a question: Where do I go from here?
Everything seems ever the more unclear
I am dazed and confused as I search for the answer
And the questions multiply just like a new cancer
I am blinded by a sudden rush of tears
I am silenced by a cruel torrent of fears
But if Mother can deal with this, then so can I
I will bear it until the day that Father dies