My Days

Where am I? Where am I going?
Is it somewhere that I want to go?
And when I get there, is that where happy is?
Or is it somewhere I already know?

Sometimes I feel like I cry without a noise
Sometimes I feel like somebody chose my choice

I have to run away, I have to sit and stay
I wanna live a life where I'm allowed to say
That I'm proud of the way that I spent my days

I can feel something growing
It is small but it's shifting the ground
When I was younger, I could hear it
But it's back, it's my sound

Sometimes I feel like I lost my only voice
But then I realized, only I can choose my choice

I have to run away, I have to sit and stay
I wanna live a life where I'm allowed to say
That I'm proud of the way that I spent my days

These days, all we ever really get are
Days to dream, and days to lose
I just need to choose my time

I have to run away, I have to stay
I'm gonna live a life where I am proud to say
That I followed my joy, I followed my heart
I lived this one wild life, I ripped it apart
I pushed through the corners, with no apologies
And finally, I can say I know the way
I'll say that I love the way that I spent my days!



Credits
Writer(s): Ingrid Ellen Michaelson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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