I'm pullin' knots out of my head Strands of DNA I am finding a name and all that Has remained within the recess of my brain I'm tall as a whisper A blowing seed I need forgiveness and eyes that see That I'm sandpaper underneath the layers Of this scaly shedding see-through skin I am not confident of change You know, I never am But that doesn't mean, doesn't mean, doesn't mean That I can't, I can I tried my very best To muffle those monumental screams That never had a moment, never had a voice To be heard To be seen To be released And make way for the healing Make way We chose different things still we chose each other I know I am not a child and you are not my mother But I'm still lookin', still lookin', still lookin' Make way, make way