Let the wheels roll for freedom
Fill the road full for freedom
Although silent for a while
Now the bells toll for freedom
We will stand on conviction
Take back what they stole for freedom
No division, no distraction
Unified our goal for freedom
We won’t stop until victory
Makes our new lives whole for freedom
On the outside looking in
This is where I’ve always been
I belong but have no place
Still I hold on just in case
On the outside looking in
Hoping this is when I’ll win
The door’s ajar, I step inside
But I’m ignored and pushed aside
On the outside looking in
Rejected, shamed, and hurt again
That world inside, I finally see
Is a twisted, warped reality
On the outside looking in
A better life I will begin
I find it’s outside I belong
Where I can heal, where I grow strong
That thing I said I didn’t mean
The pain inside no one has seen
The thoughts that tumble round and round
The feelings that turn upside down
The mixed-up things deep down inside
The worries that I cannot hide
The judgements that I cannot make
The chances that I shouldn’t take
The indecision on what is right
The worldview of black and white
The gloomy shadows that come at night
The days that try to make things right
Not all races that you win
Have cheers and fanfare at the end
Not all mountaintops you climb
Will immortalize you in time
Not all planes you learn to fly
Can write your name across the sky
Not all stories that you write
Will be best sellers overnight
For sometimes you’re the only one
Who knew the race had to be run
And it looked easy to the top
To those who couldn’t see the drop
Some planes weren’t even built til you
Had to construct them while you flew
And sometimes stories must be told
Of life on the less traveled road
So climb your mountain, run your race
Don’t worry over time or place
For each small victory’s one more stone
To build a life you call your own
You haunt me from
The shadows. You’re always just
Around the corner waiting
For the moment of vulnerability, of
Darkness. To descend.
I fall
Into the circling spiral of the past.
To carry again the excruciating
Weight, the hauntedness, the
Helplessness, the lies,
Of you, Guilt.
You try to suffocate me
In failure, in fear. I fight.
I will win. I will not give in.
I take control.
Sometimes change comes on little cat feet
Tiptoes in and snatches a seat
Lurks in a corner til you notice it’s there
And challenges you to meet its stare
Sometimes change comes in a tidal wave
No warning or chance to escape it gave
Before striking and washing all plans out to sea
Leaving a brand new reality
Sometimes change comes as an ice cold wind
Creeping, filling where warmth had been
Invisibly changing the air that you breathe
No choice but to act or you will freeze
