In Person - Torun Eriksen

Selfish and sad

I'm stretching towards windows

Containing the views of

Someone else's life movements and moods

Wishing so deeply those windows were mine

Working so hard to sit down and define

What happiness looks like in person

Clueless and cold I long to be told

What is right what is wrong from

What's safe and feels soft and warm

Wishing so deeply this knowledge was mine

Working so hard to be brave and define

What conquest looks like in person

There is so much stumbling along the way

You get tired of holding your head up

That is something i'll write about every day

If it keeps me from going insane

Forgiven and false i'm in no right to call

For my god to see how I take care of

My self in my need to show off

Wishing so deeply to recieve a sign

Working so hard to obey and define

What belief looks like in person

There is so much stumbling along the way

You get tired of holding your head up

That is something i'll write about every day

If it keeps me from going insane

Helpless and hopefull I carry my hatred

In bags that are made of invisible

Smiles swaying from side to side

Wishing so deeply these bags weren't mine

Working so hard to sit down and define

What self pity looks like in person