I've been searching for peace
Running from the memories that affecting my foresight
Had me in the night on my knees yelling out "God please, what do you have in store for me?"
Life's been feeling like a tight rope where bloods busting out my feet
Constant vivid nightmares of me dying had me seeking truth
Can't tell if it's God speaking or demons scheming
I haven't bloomed
Could come as and man and apologize for every time I hurt someone
But it's hurts more when you can see that the damage already done
And you find yourself alone when you pushed away everyone
Avoid a mile in your shoes only focused on when I run
From my problems
I guess that's the problem
Maybe I'm the problem