Folding

i’m folding
my curtains are pulled down tight
cursing back at my life
i’m folding
i’m folding
deaf, dumb, and screwed up blind
the salted tears are flooding my eyes
i’m folding
i’m folding
the ringing in my ears covers the silence
i would kiss you but you’re killing me with kindness
i’m folding
i’m folding
all of these things make me who i am and i don’t even know exactly where i stand but
i’m folding
share while you can share
be with who you can be with
these things make you who you are
take time to enjoy the ones
that bring you your joy and fun
i’m talking about survival
i’m talking about my life
cause i’m folding
my curtains are pulled open wide
i’m looking forward to better times
i’m folding
i’m folding
i’m skimming my way through life
i’m folding the pages that i like
i’m folding, i’m folding