I feel free

I feel I'm on a spree

To rediscover my past, present and future

I'm the tenant of my body again

With a little help from my friends

A little push from the powers that be

I can get it right

This time around

I'm tired, I'm exhausted, I'm weak in the knees

But I'm standing up again

I'm still unwritten

But the ink is boiling to write the story ahead

To write those unspoken words

That I could never say

That blank page will soon be chapter 1

Of a book a beginnings

Whose plot is never ending

There is no block that can prevent me

From writing the story of me

I feel serene

I've been brought to the light

And I shine bright, shine right, shine strong

I can master the storm of feelings

With a little faith in myself

A little kick in the crotch when I start to drift

I can go for it

This time around

I'm tired, I'm exhausted, I'm weak in the knees

But I'm standing up again

I'm still unwritten

But the ink is boiling to write the story ahead

To write those unspoken words

That I could never say

That blank page will soon be chapter 1

Of a book a beginnings

Whose plot is never ending

There is no block that can prevent me

From writing the story of me

I feel humble

Like I can put my self aside

And take my help, love and care for you at heart

I can do anything I set my mind to

With a little trust in my hands

And a good sugar rush once in a while

I can reach the stars

This time around

I'm tired, I'm exhausted, I'm weak in the knees

But I'm standing up again

I'm still unwritten

But the ink is boiling to write the story ahead

To write those unspoken words

That I could never say

That blank page will soon be chapter 1

Of a book a beginnings

Whose plot is never ending

There is no block that can prevent me

From writing the story of me

I have trust, I have faith, I have you

What more would I need?

Just for today

I will try to live life

To the best of my ability

Cause so long as I follow that way

I have nothing to fear

I'm tired, I'm exhausted, I'm weak in the knees

But I'm standing up again

I'm still unwritten

But the ink is boiling to write the story ahead

To write those unspoken words

That I could never say

That blank page will soon be chapter 1

Of a book a beginnings

Whose plot is never ending

There is no block that can prevent me

From writing the story of me