It's calling me up:

The hindrance of my happiness.

The choice I've never made.

It seems like my state of mind

Is bringing my questions back.

I need to hold on one more time.

I'm sick of being honest but I have to keep my confidence

Between words that I've never learnt.

I guess it's time to say

I have to lead my life with no help.

A heavy bag full of my worries.

Where am I suppose to stand?

I used to follow in your footsteps.

Am I gonna miss it, or is this just another damn phase?

And this is quite right,

The world will never wait for me,

Just to be honest.

If I could foresee what it comes and

If I have the chance to breath my confidence

I'll build the stairs to reach what I can't see.

I guess it's time to say

I have to lead my life with no help.

A heavy bag full of my worries.

Where Am I suppose to stand?

I used to follow in your footsteps.

Am I gonna miss it, or is this just another damn phase?

I'm broken

I feel ashamed

I need to rest inside my head

Until I find myself.

I guess it's time to say.

I guess it's time to say

I have to lead my life with no help.

A heavy bag full of my worries.

Where am I suppose to stand?

I used to follow in your footsteps.

Am I gonna miss it, or is this just another damn phase?