I'm waiting for my second wind,
Waiting to feel like a kid,
I need that will and drive to live, to learn, that excitement to see the world and try and make it better.
Why do I feel this way?
Everyone else around me,
Seems to be having the time of their lives, I try, but this weight just keeps getting heavier.

This is life,
And I've been told these are the days I will remember, forever.
But I don't want to recall this ongoing fall from which I can't seem to recover,

Where are my glory days?
When will I see the sun,
Through shades of higher resolution?
I want to be blinded by that light,
I want to be blinded so I see it exists,
I want to hold it in my gaze to eliminate the haze in the maze of my mind so that the hurt doesn't phase out the love I have inside.
So that the hurt doesn't phase out the love I have inside.

I'm waiting for a shock to wake me,
Give me that spark and I'll be,
Started up again like I was as a kid but somehow that spark always dies,
As with the gleam in my eye,
A light I used to have,
That got lost somewhere in between, my head and reality, I search, but I barely know who I am.

I guess I'm alive
Another soul searching for an answer, an answer, as to
Why this world seems to be so full of pain.
I'd take all the blame if I knew that it would helps things change,

Where are our glory days?
When will we see the sun,
Through shades of higher resolution?
I want to soak in that light,
I want to bathe in its glory so it's lively scent will be my own,
I want to share it with the “bad” so that together we can shine a light on the good this world has,
So we can shine a light on the good this world has.

I'm losing time,
Each day I just let slip by,
Without an effort to try and make this better.
I want to harness the light and fight,
This pain inside that cripples me,
It's haunting me,
It makes me question why I'm still here,
Which makes me question why aren't I?
I'm still alive.