Fern's Journal

It's still hard to open up about what's been over, but someone's gotta do it
I've written songs for so long, all my pens are done and dusted
Only the ink remains showing the writings I've made of stories where I should have known better
This could have been a young queer story, but it's turned into a trauma journal

About an instigator and his lasting effects. He hurt me more than he'd ever know
His hold is still so tight. I wanna let go so, so bad. But he made it, so I can't
Started with a broken friendship. If I was the mom of the group, he was the father that left
Seven whole years of being the punching bag, all to get left behind

Unfair arguments and bigoted statements. They still latch on, telling me I'm wrong
How do I make it stop? How do I get silence
This could have been a young queer story, but it's turned into a trauma journal
About an instigator and his lasting effects. He hurt me more than he'd ever know

His hold is still so tight. I wanna let go so, so bad. But he made it, so I can't
Proven them wrong since day one of this journey. He may have a hold for now, but for now he's not forever
Promised myself to finally let go and be on my own with my own true thoughts
My own true lyrics with no hesitation. Bundle in, get ready for a ride and welcome to my journey