The Water's Edge

Give me a drink 'cause I'm starting to think that I'm broken
Got no confession, but still my reflection provokes it
I hold the gavel and judgements unravel for who I've been
Feeling the weight of it all, medicating the turbulence
The mask in the mirror is not getting clearer to comprehend
Where do I begin?

When will I see it again
At the water's edge
With no answers left?
What will I see?
Is it me
Or just a stranger again?

Left to myself in both sickness and health, I can't do it
Skin deep interactions, distraction's the way to get through it
Everyone tells me that I should be happy for where I’ve been
But selling and sharing the shell that I'm wearing is wearing thin
Hoping to find and in time recognize my own reflection
Where do I begin?

When will I see it again
At the water's edge
With no answers left?
What does it mean
To be seen
Without the need to defend?

I'm at the water's edge
In my anxiousness
Waiting to see
If it's me
Or just a stranger again

Never let anyone know that underneath the surface
What a vulnerable, nervous child I am, but
If I can trust the process
If I can find what I lost, this
Innocence I once had

I'll see it again
At the water's edge
With no answers left
What does it mean?
Is it me
Or just a stranger again?