why do i even
give an ounce of energy
to someone like you
On being human…
why do i even
give an ounce of energy
to someone like you
i’m better than this
i don’t need your approval
why do i think so
i discovered this
it’s not heights i’m afraid of
but falling from them
might not miss you now
if you hadn’t held my hand
on that autumn night
scared, lonely woman
betrayed by the one she loved
question is, what now
no more excuses
your heart has the right answer
let it light your way