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Message in a Bottle

9/1/2021

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Sound of waves crashing
But I’m crash landed 
Stranded on an island
Gonna make it my land
Taking back my mind and
Gonna rewrite it ‘cause I
Lost a few years when
Expression was my fear
Now it kinda feels weird
To say how I used to feel
In words that I can hear
So that I can finally heal
From the pain I concealed
And forgot about until
I appeared way over here
On an island by myself

Nothing went as planned
Over back on main land
Lost it all and got it back
Not the same life that I had
But I started over again
No specific goal or plan
I lost hope in what I can
Achieve or accomplish
When I ended right back
Where all of this began
Living with my parents
Who can’t even pretend
To be a little interested in
My life unless it’s to tell
Me to get a job with insurance
Then back to silent treatment

Imagine how hard it was
To really express yourself
Feeling stuck like this
And can’t even admit
The hurt from the years
And can't pinpoint it yet
Without words to say it
‘Cause if you bring it up
You’ll just get shut down
And if you deal with it
Now it’s all your fault
That’s how I felt for years
Emotionally impaired
How can I write or paint
Or really grow in any way
While maintaining face

I was done feeling like this
Hiding my emotions and
Going through the motions
I’m meant to do something
much more than this
Stuck here wanting to
 be 
Part of your world, I guess
So one day 
I just left and
I took a little swim

Drifting on a whim
Through my hopes and fears
And emotions from the years
Bottled up to find here
Like hey, remember this?
Oh, how could I forget?
Well actually, I did for a bit

SOS please send help
@sabaitide
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Magic Conch

9/1/2021

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Chorus
Call me up on my Magic Conch
And save me from this spell
Selling shells ain’t enough
To get me out of.. 

Hello Operator?
Please give me number 9
I’m tired of this bullshit
And pretending that I’m fine

Verse
Travelling through time and space
Please take me to a world aways
I’m drowning in the seas below 
And dreaming of the skies above

Calling in on my Magic Conch
Hoping that I can talk to God
To ask for help here on earth
Please be the voice of reason

But the line’s busy, I gotta hold
Just have faith is what I’m told

Chorus
Call me up on my Magic Conch
And save me from this spell
Selling shells ain’t enough
To get me out of.. 

Hello Operator?
Please give me number 9
I’m tired of this bullshit
And pretending that I’m fine

Verse
Hold it up, Hold it up
Please don’t hang up
I’m not giving up just yet
Magic Conch, just say it

There’s more to this than meets the eye
And I hope to know before my time
‘Cause life’s a trap it’s a big bad dream
And we’re stuck calling this reality

So what do I do? Where do I go?
Just have faith is what I’m told

Chorus
Call me up on my Magic Conch
And save me from this spell
Selling shells ain’t enough
To get me out of.. 

Hello Operator?
Please give me number 9
I’m tired of this bullshit
And pretending that I’m fine
@sabaitide
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