Space to Grow

Uphill
Climbing up a rope
I've been alive
A long time
With no real passion
A heart fit for a corpse
Could not hold hope for too long

But I'm still
Finding my own
I hope I face me
And it's still
Time for the growth
I know I'm making

I know at times
That I'm faking strength mind
When I have
Imposter syndrome
But there's something in me
It's pacing
Creating space to grow

And I may tell myself it's all wishful thinking
And I may condescend to mask my resolve
To let you in would be to cast all the stones in
The world that loves the chaos of our own

And I'm still
Finding my own
Wait till you see me
And it's been
Time for the growth
That I'll keep making



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Boutros, Paul Orzechowski, Timmothie Ortega
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