You’re not a hostage, you’re a free person
You’ve got guts
You’ve got integrity
You’ve got spirit
You don’t fit into a standard because you refuse to be put into a box
You know yourself
You know what you want
And You know how to get it

You expect the truth and you will tolerate nothing less
You want clarity
You want freedom
You want inspiration
But you have it. It’s you.
You’ve survived
You’ve prevailed
You’ve made it here
So take the next step

What is stopping you?
Nothing.
Who is stopping you?
No one.
No one but yourself.
So get out of your box
Get rid of your security blankets
Don’t be your own prisoner
Go out there and do it
Get out there and be you
You can’t let anybody hold you down because nobody can tell you No.

It’s your turn
It’s your time
So don’t wait
Don’t hesitate
Get going
Be free.

You worry about me all the time
You think I'm losing interest, I'm bored, I'm not having fun, or I don't get enough sleep because of you
I know it's not true so I comfort you tell you it's ok but if only you knew the full truth
the truth about those nights when I'm up all night worrying about you after hearing your problems
I stay up praying for you and wishing I was there to hold you close
to tell you it's ok and I'm here to help
I get little sleep and wake up to go through a whole day
and then you say I need to get more sleep and that you're sorry
I tell you I'm fine and that I like to stay up with you, and it's all true
but the most important part you never see is when I lay down for bed that night
I lay there thinking about you as always and I think about how thankful I am to have you
and if asked if there was anything I'd change about you I'll say every time
She's perfect the way she is!

Disappointment is the worst form of suffering
                          Its the threat for destruction in your everything

To have something to love be crushed
Is the type of pain that cannot be hushed
To hope for something and have your hopes dashed
Is to love and have your heart slashed
                
                 To work yourself to the bone for nothing at all
                           Is to climb the mountain just to fall
                            
                        To smile and have your teeth break
                            Is to fall victim to any mistake
                          
To try and fail by your own fault
                            Is to open a wound and rub in salt

I am used to disappointment
It happens to me so much
Crying over things gone and went
Has become my emotional crutch
                                                            Yet,
                                                     Here I go again...
                                                             Hoping,
                                                         that this time,
                                                              I’ll win
                                 Here I go,
                                Betting all my chips
                            Crossing my fingers
                             And biting my lips
                                                                              
                                        No turning back, it's all or nothing now

                                I want it to work,
                                            someway,
                                                           somehow
                                
                                        Here I go, jumping off a bridge with you
                               Please, do me a favor and don't disappoint me too.

To say why I loved you would be challenging.
I have endeavoured before,
to grasp the ineffable
But every peculiarity,
however inscrutable
enriches the cherishing I retain for your whole vitality.
Like...
The profound way you brandish your smile at me when,
you catch me watching you for a second sustained too long

GOD says to me with a kind
of smile, "Hey how would you like
to be God awhile And steer the world?"
"Okay," says I, "I'll give it a try.

Where do I set?
How much do I get?
What time is lunch?
When can I quit?"

"Gimme back that wheel," says GOD.
"I don't think you're quite ready YET."

I had built a wall
Layer by layer
Mortar and stone

Until it was so high
And so strong
I thought no one could break it.

But I overlooked something
Because when I was done
There you were.

You just slipped right past my wall
Without even noticing its presence.
I was too surprised to push you out.

And then a funny thing happened
I was happy
And at peace with the world

And reconsidering my wall
Reconsidering
What I was protecting myself from.

I didn't have much of myself
To give away
But I gave you some of what was left

But not so much
That it would destroy me
To have to take it back.

Because I'd been though that before
I gave away so much
And still most of it is gone.

I've been hurt into being
More cautious with my feelings
Than I used to be.

And it turned out to be
A good thing
A blessing inside a curse

Because when you gave that piece back
It hurt
But I knew it could have been worse.

Because you can't break something
That's already been broken
By another.

There wasn't any part of me I gave you
That you could destroy
I didn't give you that.

I keep my heart close to me
Because it belongs to another
You were only borrowing what I had left.

So I will be fine
Because I've been through worse
And you are not my Kryptonite.