Wounds have buried behind my laugh,
tears falling from the eyes, fear existing behind a wall,
take a step hoping I don’t collapse.
I m on a mission of finding myself,
To see who I want to be, And I m not scared of who I’ll see,
Cause I’ll have to find me.
There is so much I desire to say and ask,
but I don’t know where to turn or how to say it.
Can you imagine that you wake up one morning,
somehow intended it is the last time you will ever wake up?
How would you choose to spend your final hours?
I am a very positive person, and I want you to know that very well.
But, the real truth is that every life has a final day.
I am Standing in the fire and Burning all that I desire.
I can’t swallow this anymore, Hopes, dreams flat on the floor.
I’m tired of fighting let’s end this bid,
oh why can’t I be a normal kid?
There is so much more to see in your life that you can’t see,
and I exposed everything to you because
I never gave up on myself.
Life quite just hit me, not waiting ’til I used to be ready.
I wish you can see my wounds inside.
Which is Bashed me from my brashness in which I was so constant?
It changed me as a person who I was before,
a person that’s not what I recognize anymore.
I stopped and take a deep breath because I know,
Wounds have buried behind my exclamation