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

Oh wouldn't it be nice
If we listened to learn
Rather than fight?

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