so it`s been a bad day
everything seems grey
my upstairs is out of place
I need to be by myself
rely on no one else
only I can erase the slate
all of the walls I`ve built to protect me seem to fall
down
all around and I see things so differently
down is the taste of the day
but things will change
I can be strong and keep my head up
time
all I need is some time by myself
I need to go where there is no one to come and try to find me
my feelings must open up and vent
breathe
all of the walls I`ve built to protect me seem to fall
down
all around and I see things so differently
down is the taste of the day
but things will change
I can be strong
beat frustration
keep my head up
and accept my feelings now
so there will be better days
sacred getaways are the means of my escape
then I will collect my thoughts or lose them if I choose
I control this game