Deep in my heart there are things Iâm longing to say, but they will not be spoken.
I donât want to sit and wait, for things to change.
I donât have the time to pass these judgements on the ones who judged me.
So I will shape the foundations of my convictions,
And bury them beneath the deep,
Where you won't find them, no you wonât find them.
Or the secrets that we keep.
I wonât get a second chance to start again, to make amends.
How times have changed.
And now I walk this path alone, with no place I can call home.
Iâm treading in circles searching and searching for the light to guide me through.
This is the divide, where we learn our wrongs from right, and strive to find our place within this life.
So I will shape the foundations of my convictions,
And bury them beneath the deep,
Where you won't find them, no you wonât find them.
Or the secrets that we keep.
I wonât get another chance to find myself in this world, will I become...
With nothing, just a mistake. A mere misfortune with the purest intentions.