I waste time in the dreams I fantasize by.
But my old ways of thinking and habits only made me cry.
I used to write stories of you, villains and victims.
Back then I never realized I was caught in a much larger system.
When the dreams end,
When my heart begins to mend…
I’ll finally walk away.
My own despair won’t win today.
Drowning in my own self pity just doesn’t suit me anymore.
Love gave me a more beautiful reason to live for.
Maybe I’ll never be able to silence you when you aim to tear me apart.
But I don’t have to let you in or give you a room inside of my heart.
This world needs a little more kindness, even in the dark.
Try as you may, you won’t ever dim my inner spark.
To you love is all about power and control.
This time I choose a different role…
The worst enemy we have is the one within.
If we decide to reconcile and find peace, a new story can begin.