Controlled Storm

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Excuse me please I need to get a lot off my chest 'Cause I can't keep on living like this So much too gain, while there's so much to lose make that make sense Guess that's what happens when you're fighting a war within yourself Yeah, somewhere a long the way I lost the only thing keeping me from going over the edge-lost my sense of direction In the end everyone thinks I turned out alright but the truth is... I'm relearning everything I once knew Trying to break free from the darkness that held me down for so long Holding onto the hope that it's not too late for me to become the opposite of what I'm used to being. Can I rewrite my ending? I'm decoding- all the things that keep me awake at night Trying to be patient with what only time can tell, but I'm tired of gluing back the same broken pieces "Everything had a story, a lesson" is what I tell myself... but damn- what the hell was this one for? I'm decodinging.. all the lessons that turned my spirit blue Can you really hate someone for rearranging the things she's been trying to burn? I'm done feeling like no matter how hard I try- Change after change- it was never enough for people who gave nothing back Maybe that was my problem Let me decode the hate before it takes shape again- and bring back the peace I once felt safe in. Forgiving.. but never forgetting the ticking time bomb we all knew too well. So go ahead say hello to the Controlled Storm.
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