I'm struggling. Everyday. With my insecurities, with my submission, with staying on task, with my body and it's limitations. Constantly a war inside my head. Over and Over. When Sir has the time and isn't sleep deprived, he can pull me out of it. But that is too few and far between. I want out of my own head. It feels like it is a prison. There are good days and even good parts of days. The logical part of my brain knows that this all takes time and that I need to have patience with myself, with Sir. And to give myself grace of forgiveness when it gets out of my control. My emotional mind doesn't want to listen, obey.
Crawling in my skin
These wounds, they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming, confusing
This lack of self control I fear is never ending
Controlling
I can't seem
To find myself again
My walls are closing in
(Without a sense of confidence I'm convinced
That there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before
So insecure
Crawling in my skin
These wounds, they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
Discomfort, endlessly has pulled itself upon me
Distracting, reacting
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection
It's haunting how I can't seem
To find myself again
My walls are closing in
(Without a sense of confidence I'm convinced
That there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before
So insecure
Crawling in my skin
These wounds, they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
Crawling in my skin
These wounds, they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing, confusing what is real
There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming (confusing what is real)
This lack of self control I fear is never ending
Controlling (confusing what is real)
Songwriters: Brad Delson / Chester Charles Bennington / Joseph Hahn / Mike Shinoda / Robert G. Bourdon
Crawling lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group