You don't remember my story
You cannot heal me. You are not a healer, you cannot save me or hide me, this is my story. I have to make peace with it
Once there was a girl who was being torn apart and between the homes she learned not to trust and always have her guard up Sometimes my life moves in a cycle, a never ending ongoing cycle.
I don't know how to stop it Or change it Or break it. When I finally come close it starts all over again ... A whirlwind, tornado set out to destroy me
Sometimes things begin to get better, Life falls into a new rhythm, a new normal And it may not be the best but I've made peace with it and it feels like almost I might be happy.
Maybe I can write my own story one day, start from scratch. Forget all the past.
But then of course someone else makes a choice and leaves me alone to figure it out
And when I finally come close, it starts all over again. When i close my eyes and see my life, the life I always imagined, I see something different from what I see now
You see what I do but forget why, You forget what I've heard , seen, You forget my pain
I explode inside, sometimes slowly, sometimes all at once but always eventually
Did you know that space tornado's are actually real, and stars being born, only come out of tornado's
Its high winds are super dangerous
They're hard to survive but at the end a star is left, In the middle of all that wind we’re stars
Once upon a time there was a girl, who was being torn apart. Maybe you never thought your path would cross these valley's or be led up these mountains.
But no one can break the inside of me and no one can tell me who I will be
And the question looms, you have the choice where to go next
We are stars, born of fire, wind, born into the chaos; and the winds whip around us
No one stays with us. Everything we know is taken away
But one day
We will shine.
