When I was younger I did not know how to be. I lived my own lie and I never asked the questions why. I always talked and dressed like everyone īround me. Where were my own view and my own thoughts? I donīt have a clue.
Insecurity, no confidence that was my style. I did some false things, youīd say I was playing the wrong strings. To realize and see how lost I was, it took a while. But it was worth it īcause now Iīm much more confident and fit.
Iīm not going down the highway, īcause I had the might to stop and turn around before it was too late. Instead Iīm slowly going my way and if I donīt reach the top, I still got loads here I appreciate.
Just because Iīm older now does not mean Iīm complete. Yeah, I still have got fear, itīs not as strong but itīs still here. And Iīm confused at times, but now I know where to put my feet. Right in my own trail, thatīs the only place if I donīt wanna fall.
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