
I don’t know who I’m supposed to be.
But fear won’t take over me.
I don’t know who I’m supposed to be.
But depression is not my identity.
I don’t know what my future holds.
But I know I’ve got a home.
I don’t need you to save me.
But I want you to set me free.
I may be out of control, fantasy is all I have to give me hope.
I might be confused, but I’m done with every excuse.
I find it hard to trust, my reality is running into dusk.
I wanna find hope, I wanna fall in love.
I’m not ready to say goodbye.
But I still see the light in the sky.
I’m a mess, but I’m no longer in distress.
I believe there’s a third eye waiting to come alive.
I wanna have an open mind.
Save me from my own lies, I don’t wanna have to compromise.
I have to live worthwhile.
Not suffer from my overactive mind.
About the Creator
Rachel Jackson
I’m from Texas and I am dog lover.
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