Walking On Eggshells

Until recently I've lived my life with eggshells under my feet A specter in my mirror latched onto my shoulder Weighing me down so that i cannot fly My wings are broken, tethered to my spine But I slowly shake off the shackles of sin The weight of normality sucks me into a whirlpool of repetition, Easing me into the lifestyle I used to know It’s so draining to become a slave to your habits. So i say this with all of the truth in my being, Live every moment as if it’s your last, Tell the person who holds your heart that you love them, I know you want to. Be reckless and spontaneous and wholeheartedly you And live your life walking on clouds instead of eggshells.