I woke up today and tried to shrug
Shrug away the old me
The one that overthinks everything
The one that lies in bed and lets her thoughts sprint without a warm-up
Shrug away the person who has to check herself a million times
Before she leave the house
(If she leaves)
But oh my shoulders are tired.
All this shrugging. All this trying.
I wear too heavy a mantle
And it will take more than a shrug
To set my bones free.
(c) Slumpless
