A Comma - serpentwithfeet

I shut my windows and demanded a breeze

I’m wondering what’s wrong with me

I’d like to be an open book

But honesty strides like a crook

I’m struggling to find a way

One day soon I’ll find my place

Life’s gotta get easier

Can’t carry a heavy heart into another year

Life’s gotta get easier

No heavy hearts in my next year

Ooooh Ooooh

Ooooh Ooooh

I pray for punctuation

Lord, be a comma

Or better karma

Or a sweeter situation

I’m dressing wounds I cannot see

Someone else’s beasts are riding me

I know this pain isn’t mine

Yet I feel it all the time

Life’s gotta get easier

Can’t carry a heavy heart into another year

Life’s gotta get easier

No heavy hearts in my next year

Ooooh Ooooh

Life has gotta get easier

Ooooh Ooooh