The voice tells me I’m not good enough
The voice tells me I’m not worth it
The voice tells me that there’s no happiness in my future
The voice tells me that pain is always my end
But life doesn’t have to be what my voice tells me
Life doesn’t have to be based upon the consequences of my choices
Life doesn’t need to stop when I fu** up again
Life doesn’t stop when someone leaves me once again
I can see everything in a positive way
I can see my failures as my motivation
I can see my heartbreak as a building point
I can see my aching as power
When green turns to amber
Amber turns to red
Hold my hand
As I wait there once again