Sanity
Holding onto the pain, am I still sane.
My life is a mess, Im like a mother bird who has lost her nest.
I replay everything over in my head, somethings gotta give, there's got to be something i can do something to revive my life that feels dead.
They say accept the things you cannot change.
I think its change the things, you cannot accept.
My life is different, spontaneous and at times it is rough.
I know I can get through this, I know because I am tough.
Things sometimes go bad, but other times they can be times that can never be replaced.
This is the most difficult jouney,I think I have ever faced.
I want to be normal, I just want to fit in.
But how can I do that, when I live a life of sin.
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