Walked Away

Every picture I’ve taken, every move
I’ve made and every moment I made.
I look back on each one, ask myself a very
simple question, was it ever really me?
Could I just throw it all away? Could I
just walk away so easily? I used to take
It all in stride until I made myself believe
This Journey was for me.

I’ve never been more broken, until I
just walked away. I’ve never been more
insecure until I fought myself to stay.
Forced myself to stay in a place where
I was never happy to be alive, to be
me, but just happy to be in one place.

Every smile I’ve given, every heart I’ve
broken. I look on it all, and I just think to
myself that was me, but as I look back I
see a part of me was just looking to belong.
I won’t forget all the progress I made, I
would never trade it away, but something
is telling me I just gotta walk away.

I swallowed my pride and addressed my fear
which told me to just run and hide
and not even try.

I’ve never been more complete, until I just
Walked away. I’ve never been more sure
in my eyes, never have I tried so hard to
find something, a path that’s just mine, one
forged by me. One where I’ve happy to
be alive and not just strive just to be in
one place.

I’ve never been more broken, I’ve never
been more complete until I just swolled
my pride and my fears, until I just walked
away. I don’t see myself looking back, I
see myself in a place where I’m proud to
be alive and not just fighting myself  just
to stay in one place.

Just walked away...