What do you say and what do you do When what stands in your way is really just you? When patterns repeat and there's no end in sight
Do you finally admit it and put up a fight? Are you trapped in a cycle that keeps you weighed down? Where your smile's as sincere as a painted up clown? Where you fake it so much that you hope it turns real, but it's not what you think or you really feel?
You want to stop running yourself in the dirt.
You take everything on, and it's starting to hurt.
You're running on fumes, you're tired, you're broke.
It's gotten so shitty, it all feels like a joke.
You're sick of the stress and the darkness it brings. You just want a life full of simple things. You want the weight lifted, you want to feel free. You do want the future that you used to see.
Once there was something that was just so damned good. It made you feel more than you thought you could. You've tucked it away, but it's always right there. It's not gonna budge or go anywhere. Memories and smiles flash in your mind. Is there still a way to press rewind?
What have you done with that something so good?
Did you mess it all up like you said you would?
Do you feel the same as you did before?
Do you want to run to it, but can't find the door?
It's comfort and peace and all that you dreamed.
The door hasn't moved.
It's all that it seemed.
Something was real. It was golden and true.
It faded the numbness inside of you.
It put you first.
A pedestal. A shelf.
It made you see goodness inside yourself.
It helped you, it saved you, you needed that drive. It all kept a glimmer of hope alive. Hope that things would turn out okay. Hope for a happier, better day. Close your eyes, what's the first thing you see? It's the vision of where you're supposed to be.
-S