Being Alive.
i opened my eyes to the ways to what i need
seeking out the better sides in me
it wasn’t the depression that damn near killed me
it wasn’t the obsession of being more than me
tonight i let go of who i once was
no more secrets this is whats inside
it wasn’t cause the tears i cried and the sleepless nights
or the pain thats weighing me down inside
its not about who is who and who lied
its about whos caring now and being alive
i always thought god would answer my prayers
its been years, still no ones there
i’ll always have questions that have no answers
i’ll still do things that i wish i didn’t
take me back to the start and begin again where things are new
to innocense, happiness and memories
it wasn’t the depression that damn near killed me
it wasn’t the obsession of being more than me