The lion behind the duck
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Fears rushing from beneath, tears gushing from my eyes to the tip of my reach
lies tether to hearts, as crys shoot forth like darts
i thought i could be more to what i might seem, but love isn't something to redeem
so i accept when my mother shoves me down, but my otherhalf gave me a bottle and told me to drown
write it down, hoping it'll get heard while i learn to clean my soul
but it's not enough, i need to be seen, without being renonwed i'll deal with a hole
so i take a pic, and look like a clown, i even put a quote about deserving a crown, ignoring how i feel
They see me as a lion, but they forget how hard i've been tryin'
And I Am a lion, but i've grown accustomed to sighing
So i put on the cover, let the pain roll off
one day I'll learn to turn the scroll off and roar, teach the birds how to really soar
even when i don't have much luck letting the pain be vain, i'll still be
The lion behind the duck.