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I keep a list of everything I'm not
I polish every flaw with too much care
I whisper sorry for the things I forgot
But nothing ever feels quite fair
I trip on every word I never said
I punish myself for each small slight
I pile the blame so high inside my head
And set the bar beyond my own height
The wind has learned to rest among the pine
The sun is warm and easy on my spine
I let my shoulders drop and my heart unwind
I'm kinder to the self I used to bind
The wind has learned to rest among the pine
The sun is warm and easy on my spine
I take the pressure off and just be kind
I'm not a canvas needing to be refined
I trip on every word I never said
I punish myself for each small slight
I pile the blame so high inside my head
And set the bar beyond my own height
The wind has learned to rest among the pine
The sun is warm and easy on my spine
I let my shoulders drop and my heart unwind
I'm kinder to the self I used to bind
The wind has learned to rest among the pine
The sun is warm and easy on my spine
I take the pressure off and just be kind
I'm not a canvas needing to be refined