I feel the weight of the world on my shoulders
I feel strong enough to carry it all.
I was once young and so unsure
Stuttering and Shaking with every step
How the years have steadied my gait
I feel the gaze of the crowd at my back
I don't turn to show them my face
I was once infantile and uncertain
Second guessing at every chance
How the years have readied my soul
I feel strong enough to carry it all.
I was once young and so unsure
Stuttering and Shaking with every step
How the years have steadied my gait
I feel the gaze of the crowd at my back
I don't turn to show them my face
I was once infantile and uncertain
Second guessing at every chance
How the years have readied my soul
azkadellia:
So very true, I suppose. We all certainly have our kryptonite. Come home.