Make good choices
                            
                           ­                  *Tell me how with all these voices?

                 Can you be my saving grace?

                                                        ­  To wipe my mascara- stained face.

                             Blissful and melancholic, I've had my days

           To get through this, you say there are many ways

                                                 But the storm is here to stay.

                         You say, "You'll get through this, come what may."

                I appreciate how much you believe in me,

                                      *But these chains aren't here to set me free.