Ancestry I'm digging at the roots, bare hands fingers bleeding, torn skin, raw flesh Tell me her name Tell me everything you're hiding that you think I can't handle I barely know the branches, people in it. I know I have to forgive your broken pieces It's just, you were supposed to be the benchmark that I measure myself up to The best I can do is admit that I'm not quite at that point yet. I'm starting to accept that you have you Own stories, truths too excruciating to speak aloud. You just don't have the heart I needed you all and felt like I was failed I get it, you weren't made to be perfect I'll move forward, I'll I'm trying, just know I'm trying get past this. ©Aarchi Advani People in it, I know I have to forgive your broken pieces It's just, you were supposed to be the benchmark that I measure myself up to The best I can do is admit that I'm not quite at that point yet I'm starting to accept that you have your Own
