It\'s like im stuck.
Stuck in this limbo.
This place of silent tears and silent screams,
all building up into a mound of weight,
balancing on my shoulders.
It\'s like I\'m stuck.
Stuck between two lives.
Stuck between the pages of a book;
and my story just can\'t escape.
It\'s like im stuck.
Stuck between worlds that don\'t meet.
That can\'t meet.
Stuck in the distant abyss of past and present.
And I can\'t choose future.
I\'m stuck.
I\'m stuck.
I\'m stuck.
And i can\'t break free.
I\'m held up in a cell of my own doubts and fears.
My own stresses and dreams.
A cell that\'s lifeless and cold and dark.
And i can\'t break free.
So im going to love like im free.
I\'m going to laugh like im free.
I\'m going to dance like im free.
Until it\'s all over.
Because someday.
One day.
I will be free.
Even if only for a second.