Buried In The BackGround of my History...

Light my way and I won’t stop all I want to do is keep on hoping I’ve come to far and I know some where and I know one day I’ll find the way I need to go, just tomorrow can’t come soon enough when you’re waiting for the night to end…

I get lost and the light fades away and all I seem to see is the shadow of where I use to be, I stand but I stand dissolving slowly in a cloud of this self imposed doubt…

Give me the strength to rise above, let me feel like I belong, like this skin is my own, help me rise above myself… ‘cause tomorrow can’t come soon enough when you’re waiting for the night to end…

There’s a prison in my head and I feel like I’m locked away, the vision of fabrications as I run from who I am, I’ve lost myself, or did I really ever find her?

Time to runaway, make a name for this girl I am, It’s time to make a change leave yesterday buried in the background of my history…

Give me the strength to rise above, let me feel like I belong, like this skin is my own, help me rise above myself… ‘cause tomorrow can’t come soon enough when you’re waiting for the night to end…

Buried In The BackGround of my History...

TheatreLit

Kissimmee, United States

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