Everyday that passes by
I realise I’ve left behind
The old me was paralyzed
And I’m proud to be rid of the deadweight
Crushing my back
Binding my feet
I’ve learned to be more than me
People come and time just goes
I’m content with letting go.
I’m content with moving on
Time has spoken, I wont hold on.
I’m not on my own
I won't hold on to the petty things
I'm not just me
Why can't you see without obscurity?
On the brink, I'm on the brink of war
Trapped with recycled visions
Of unintended victims
Of my sterile thoughts
Of my insatiable dysphoria
I am only a man
We all breathe in the same goddamn air.
Burdened by my own cowardly plea
I saw no light
I refused to see that this is just not me
