I don’t always do what’s best for me sometimes I don’t really know
Other times my girl tells me to take a minute and breathe
Sometimes I choose to listen and others I try to fight
It may sound childish, but it really helps my mind
I don’t know why some nights I want to cry
I don’t know why some nights I want things to disappear
I don’t know why some nights I go to sleep happy
I don’t know why some nights I toss and turn all night
I want there to be a light at the end of the tunnel
I want to hope that this storm will create a rainbow
I want to look to the future with hope in my eyes
I want to keep moving forward, not dwelling on what was
There are a lot of things that I could choose to think about
There are a lot of things that compete for my attention
There are a lot of things that have made me who I am
There are a lot of things that I will never understand