I wasn't me, I wasn't happy
I was drowning, just getting by
I didn't see this truth until I was told that what I thought didn't matter, that my voice was not to be heard, and that's when the inner me screamed.
I've had a year of insight and growth
Time to heal and find me again
But now all I see is how lost the rest of your are
Where is your joie de vivre
You inner sunshine
Your grateful to be alive
Now we're all just negative and cold
Slogging through the same mud but not seeing anyone else
It took me a year to see how dark my lenses were
No longer rosey, not even clear,
Dark, jaded, twisted, tainted.
We do so well, shoving it down,
Letting the tidal wave that is bad news push us ever forward
But always down, to a dark and scary place
But this doesn't have to be the end, maybe you'll crack too
And one day you'll say enough is enough
And you'll see the sun again
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