There are so many faces
in so many places,
I'm sure I could get in someone's good graces.
But I can't get to know anyone at all
If I don't start to break down my wall

Take your time.
Take someone's hand.
Take control.
Take a stand.
Take a bow.
Take a breath.
Then, when you're ready, take that first step.

Did I chicken out or was it not the time?
The moment was so fine but not right
The fight within me ceased
It was a feast of joy and of song
Nothing could go wrong
Maybe next time i'll see if with her I belong.

-I'm tired of being tired
- I'm tired of being on my own
- I'm tired of living with family and feeling alone
-I'm tired of feeling sorry for myself
- I'm tired of the impending doom
- I'm tired of feeling like a Dreamer in my very own home
-I'm tired of feeling inadequate
- I'm tired of explaining ****
- I'm tired of my aggressors playing my **** role
-I'm sick of feeling drained
- I'm exhausted from being ill
- But most of all, I'm just motherfu*king tired

Maybe it’s the way these four walls can’t keep me in place
Or the way that I can’t control who I am
Everything seem to make no sense
Nonsense
I wasn’t made to be strangled this way
By the ones that I love
By the ones who swear they love me
That’s exactly why I’m sitting here alone
contemplating whether to take the risk or not
‘Cause like I said
These four walls can’t keep me in place.
I was made to fly away
and explore the vast sky
Maybe swim the deep ocean
Even though I don’t know
How to fly or swim
Yet I’ll take the first step
And see if I could be free

Finally