pencil in my hand.

I told the imagined to stay away from the real
I told my hormones to stop telling me how to feel
I don’t know a lot but I do know you
Untangling my stomach, you make me feel new

I won’t ignore the questions, I’ll keep trying to catch my breath
Mine can’t be the answers to this big, confusing test
I’m on the right track, I’m beginning to understand
I’m going to trust and stand tall with this pencil in my hand

Did I tell you that I’m ready?
I’m walking off the swinging bridge onto path so steady
But I think my list might be too long for anyone’s good
All these things I planned to do and thought that I could

I’ll make the move; the lead will touch the ground
I’ll draw this line to tell the world I’m heaven bound
No erasing here, I’m drawing a line through the sky so blue
I’m drawing a line; a line straight to You

I don’t plan on leaving anything ignored or unexplored
I want to breathe deep, I want the feelings to go down to my core
Here I stand with a pencil in my hand
On solid ground so far from sinking sand

I’m drawing a line
A line straight to you