Under Oath

This is a first draft and only draft of a song about life as a teenager.

Under Oath
When I walk
Can you see my footsteps
‘Cause through my eyes they fade
As the days go by
The sinking sand lifts me high
And I nonchalantly wonder why

The doors are all open
And the floorboards are strong
But I fear the crunch of the leaves
As my feet ease the children of fall

The depth of the mirror
Shades the scars of terror
But blossoms tales of borders crossed
The lines of deadened youth
Test what’s behind this thick blooded vest

The doors are all open
And the floorboards are strong
My lies carve these highs
But I solemnly fall without a chance to crawl

The doors are all open
And the floorboards are strong
Can you peel my skin
Can you cause the pain
Can you feel the reverse as I speak it