Tick from Act Two by Caroline in the Garden

I turn myself up, I turn myself out
I turn myself away
And I can't make them stay
I turn myself in, won't let myself go
And I can taste the shame
To turn myself away
Where did I go?

Insides as hollow as this empty room
Let silence bandage every wound
I don't like you, why don't you like me? I wish you could like me
I don't like you, why don't you like me? I wish you could like me
Press forward, bottle up this too
"She managed," so inscribe my tomb
I don't like you, why don't you like me? I wish you could like me
I don't like you, why don't you like me? I wish you could like me
I don't like you, why don't you like me? I wish you could like me
I don't like me, why don't you like me? I wish you could like me
I turn myself down, I tune myself out
turn off and fall away

• Pop
• alt pop
• baroque pop
• indie pop
• piano pop
• piano singer songwriter
• singer-songwriter
• Atlanta