At My Best by RAVEEN
published on
prod&eng. Austin Tufts
You may twirl a thousand times in winter
In your best summer dress
And I may tailor so precisely my blue smile
So as to never give you me at my best
But me at my best is tired
And me at my best decides
And me at my best is trying
To pull up from the bottom
With something more than just my breath
But I’m alright
But i’m alright
And the darkness, consuming
Is all I need to find my light
But I’m alright
I tear up from nothing to arrive
At an opening that is fraying a little more each time
But I go inside to stitch, repair and fix the ties
So as to keep you from ever being satisfied