Woke up this morning, and my eyes, Sat up in bed and to my surprise, The around me, it hasn't changed, Life's still hard, and still fake, I sit and ponder every mistake, And why life still ain't going the way that I want. We all we could just turn things around sometimes but then we're reminded life that we now live is full of surprises and words that are ad lib because you plan for a life this misguided and who I am was never decided.
So I it, I'm just too scared to it, the fire inside, I'm frightened to find the of which I was once reminded.
And I'm of silence. when words leave off my brain turns on and my perspective widens. There's some things I want to find, like when I see all of my and scream into the sky like
"Why God, Why?!" Why don't I feel anymore, but at the same time I feel a so deep that it cuts to my core? Why does my heart and my soul hurts even more? Why do I like no one cares and my friends walked out the door?
I know, that I'm not alone, but I so isolated. If you care for me then why does every conversation feel so When I write these words I feel like the pen can take it. This music ain't for you, I write for me so I can make it.
If I'm then my own worth is violent shades of red. There's more frightening than the thoughts inside my head, And if my own greatest sacrifice is living I'm dead. But a thought me tells me to fight the pain instead.
ain't the end, no, this is the beginning, I'm tired of beaten down, so It's time that I start winning. I don't if this is God, or a power deep within me, But all the sudden the dark inside, I it lifting.
For the first time in my life, I can the so clearly. All the pain that I inside, it send me reeling. But if I never got hurt I wouldn't know healing And as the darkness fades away, I the light revere me...
This is life! is battle! The wounds and don't matter. I wasn't made for this, my feel like they'll shatter.
If I take one hit, I'm afraid I go down. But at the same I know, That get up off the ground,
And fight a battle that I win But all about the journey. Because we all to win, but losing, is learning.
I fight for freedom, for my kingdom. You and I, I got back, Together we can em!
I'm and I'm bruised, I'm and I'm confused, I don't even myself but what do I got to lose?
is my calling, yeah, is my creed! This is the when I decide who I want me to be!
See you judge me, but you haven't taken a in my shoes. What will you do it comes time to choose, To Fit in, or be you? See I've chose the latter, And if you listen you can my voice through all the useless chatter.
"Why God, Why?" But I know the inside, This is my life, my fight, fight till I die!
Today I'm lost, but tomorrow find it. The that I need to get up and fight it!
See who I am is nothing, but who I to be, And through all the and the agony... I to be me.