I wove an intricate [bad word]  riddled with traps and old lost hideaways.. and stayed there alone. Convinced of my reasoning, there is no place for me where I'd belong, so this must be home. Familiar [bad word]  to shut off from everything that's out of my control.

I don't want to be so closed, hiding away from the world. Making up reasons to fit the way I've been all along.

If I could go back and show myself all I was missing and figure a way to break through the shell, I might not be standing here wondering where I've been for all these years.

I don't want to be so closed, hiding away from the world. Making up reasons to fit the way I've been all along.