Pleasantries

I got nothing left to make me proud
Fought for years just to end up drowned
The damp cloth cleanses me of other sin
I'm not content until I taste the win

Might be something left that's deep inside
Spark the flint and hope I'll reignite
Orange glow bask in the morning sun
It might just be that I've not yet begun

Too much slack
I'm falling through the cracks
Discovering a whole new part of me
Take it back
Just dwell on what I lack
I wonder where I'd be if I weren't me

Dragged it out of me to just be sure
For piece of mind I'll take the whole and more
Changing seasons but I'm still the same
Through snow and summer but it never came

Life's too slow but then its gone too fast
Clinging on but only changes last
Softly calling out I try to speak
Keep it in until the final week

Too much slack
I'm falling through the cracks
Discovering a whole new part of me
Take it back
Just dwell on what I lack
I wonder where I'd be if I weren't me