This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at App State chapter.
it’s hard to stay standing when your whole foundation is crumbling
when that thing under your feet that’s helped you stay upright gets pulled out from under you like an old stained rug
when you lose your sounding board
your back up plan when everything else goes wrong
it’s like someone pushed you out of an airplane and cut your parachute
free falling with no one but yourself to land on
like a puppet without strings
or piano without any of the black keys
still functional but the beauty behind the music is gone
so I guess I’ll have to rewrite the melody
make it a solo instead of a duet
find a way to be my own gravity
my own net under the tightrope
I’ve been falling for you for 4 years now, but I guess it’s my turn to catch