Backspace, backspace, backspace,
The first words I just refused to face,
Lets be real, I am here now because its been way too long,
I felt low, read a book and felt something is wrong.
Thrown in the deep end so we juggle each day,
People come and go, they leave they stay,
Fighting for a peaceful day is tough,
The broken commitments, guilt feels real rough.
Passion is why I am here.
I live to write and this is whats inside my brain tonight,
My little battle, my useless fight.
Backspace, backspace, backspace,
Battle over, it already feels better, everything feels so right.
FOLLOW YOUR PASSION
