Finding Me
I know I’m guarded, but I feel the confusion
It’s like I’m battling myself and In this war I am losing
Now my family is broke, my heart has taken a bruising
I try to mend it back together, but I’m only abusing
Now I’m sitting here and thinking about what’s all on my plate
Do I fight to fill me up or let it all go to waste?
But this is crazy because my happiness is what is at stake
My life is stuck inside a nightmare I can never awake
Still I can try, to get by, and put faith where I stand
I see me winning because losing isn’t part of my plan
As long as Love is above all my wants and demands
Right on top of everything I see is where I will land...
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