Empty of desire to be who everyone expects me to be.
I want to find my voice.
Open up, be myself.
To be who I was made to be.
To be free.
Empty of desire to be fake.
Tired of feeling dead.
What more is it going to take
To tear this facade away
To be unafraid & not feel dread.
The judgement, the gossip
Sure to come my way.
Will I be able to stand
As it rips my soul
Tearing my spirit to shreds.
Empty of desire
No more within these walls
Can my soul remain.
Straining against the fear
My voice finds its song…..and soars.
