I am a blade of grass
And then there is the world.
To my shallow root I hold fast
And then there is the world.

I couldn’t not have that drink last night
I tried to chase away the nagging craving
With weed, but it only tipped the door
Forward. Just enough to lose its latch.

I am not going to regret it
Or beat myself up
What am I really chasing away?

I am a half-full glass
And then there is the world.
I give myself a pass
And then there is the world.

Just a girl, just a pearl
In a rock-hard shell
In the world.