In my own cave; my personal dwelling
Just thinking thoughts, never intending on telling
No energy no passion no smiles no drive
Just being by myself is how I thrive
Excluding myself without even realizing
Former chatterbox now stresses socializing
Family, friends they all notice first
They're confronting and yelling when I’m at my worst
Just smile be happy c'mon talk again
Get back to normal not what you have been
I hear all at least ten times a day
No matter how much you say it the blues won’t go away
Let me be let me handle it myself
just in a dark place it’s hard to find oneself
I’ll be back, just give my mind time to fight
smiles slowly appearing stepping into the light
There is a place where we all go,
Beyond the light and smile shown,
Through the tears of hard nights,
And within the fire burning through determined eyes.
Yes, there is a place where we all go.
My place looks so different than yours,
You wouldn't even recognize it
And I can't grasp yours.
They are all beautiful and real.
We put up so many shields to hide ourselves
Most opinions are not lucid but fabricated
By how we were raised or taught to think.
Go to your place and find you.
If you can't smile looking in the mirror,
Stop smiling to please others.
Sing like no one is watching and dance and love it
If that's the you, that you love
People may laugh, but they will appreciate you
If you open the door,
Who knows who will walk in.
I don't speak from fortune cookie advice,
I speak from the life I've created.
Ask them about me, please,
I'm crazy, weird, original, innovative
Spending every work day singing and dancing and love it
Because that's the me that I love.
I can't enter your place you go.
Truthfully, I don't want to, it's yours.
Own it and all the rest will follow.
Raising my arms to the sky,
Looking for your Soul,
That flies above white cotton clouds,
Above the blue sky,
Where Angels fly, granting wishes,
Guided by star shine.
Standing under a western sky,
Where eagles fly,
Gazing at the snow capped mountains high,
Wishing to travel across a vast ocean,
Following a map of memories,
Looking for Magpies to take me home,
A home, where Tigers stand guard and roar,
Where cherry blossoms cry,
Where roses bloom,
Where Azalea shine.
Forgive me for,
Taking so long,
To find my way home.
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