In Between

I'm not where I wanna be Queen of the In Between When did this crown find me? Someone impeach me Ideal eyes cannot agree With the evil that is necessary I don't have the faith to leave And I don't have the grace to remain I've seen this land And it's a wasteland Can you love a land Before you gaze upon its beauty? That leaves you wanting Before it merits your love I'm not what you want to see When you look at me I'm not who I wanna be When I take a deeper look inside of me Not saying what I want to speak Now that they're finally listening Expectations of prophecy Words void of meaning They tell me to be Content in the in between They tell me not to think of myself More highly than I ought I guess I won't think of myself Think of myself Think of myself at all Ooo