Note to Self
Austin Tufts, Taylor Smith, Raphaelle Standell-Preston
Do you want me to love myself
More than I love anyone else
I tire of me sometimes
Just like I tire of you
Only I’m stuck with this
Can’t leave this body, this voice
Just momentary distance
When I close my eyes for silence
Walking down the street I felt such joy to be alive
This morning I swear, there’s a truck idling beside my bedside
Oh the contrast
I run with it
I work with it
Get familiar with the seasons of my life
The mountains I’m asked to climb and climb and climb
The constant clichés that repeat themselves
Till I no longer ask, Why?
There is no reason
Just breath
And a beating of the heart
One foot in front of the other
Then the other
That’s all