Lyrics
Dear mother, things are changing
There are changes happening, addressing the mother
Are you beginning to lose hope?
Questioning if the mother is losing hope
Approaching for so long
Approaching a situation for a considerable duration
How will we stay afloat?
Concern about how to maintain stability
I've been holding on to my breath
Feeling breathless, under pressure, but holding on
But I'm starting to cave in
Starting to give in to the pressure
And you're starting to realize
Realization that both individuals are unwell emotionally or physically
That we're sick, that we're broken
Acknowledging sickness and brokenness
We both act tough, but were so soft spoken
Despite outward toughness, they communicate softly
You thought we were stronger than you
Mother believed them to be stronger, but they aren't
I hope you know I could never
Reassurance that blame isn't placed on the mother
I could never blame you
Asserting the absence of blame towards the mother
But all my life have I
Reflecting on a life pattern of escaping difficult situations
Been taught to run away?
Questioning if running away was ingrained
To block out the pain
Escaping emotional or physical pain
We don't have to fade away
Expressing a desire not to disappear or diminish
Block out the pain
Reiterating the act of avoiding pain
With anything, with everything
Using anything and everything to escape pain
With all the pills you were swallowing
Referencing the mother's use of pills to cope
The endless times you'd drive away
Recalling instances of the mother leaving to forget pain
Just hoping you'd forget the pain
Hoping the mother's departures would alleviate pain
But the same blood runs through my veins
Emphasizing the shared bloodline, a familial connection
But the same blood runs through my veins
Repeating the importance of shared blood despite difficulties
But the same blood runs through my veins
Reiterating the significance of their shared heritage
And now I know, we don't have to fade away
Realization that they don't have to disappear or deteriorate
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