Soulgazing

I was doing fine
missin' the marks, missin' the lines.
And the days I would catch myself from fallin',
you wanted all of that and more.
Keep me, collect me.
I could stun you, flattened on the peak.
Tumble me smooth,you know it's some of that I need.
Bleed.

I was doing fine
meeting my words, according to time.
But the poetry written to save me,
you wanted all of that and more.
Keep me, collect me,
I'm a rare record on your shelf.
Spin me at half speed I need some of that myself.
Bleed.

What are you fighting for?
And to say I could save myself from fallin'.
It's some of that I need.