Some days are harder than the rest
I’ve walked into my own home feeling like an unwelcome guest
How I’ve made it this far, I have not a clue
I know it’s not because of anything I do
I try to run from the mirage to examine what’s real
Only to find that the mirage was a much better deal
Have you ever looked in someone’s eyes wondering if it’s really you they see?
Yea me too, that’s why I avoid your line of sight when you look at me
Sometimes I give into temptation and drift toward the grave
But for the Devil to mess with God’s child he’d be so brave
The heart is restless and impossible to understand
So how foolish would one be to build a house on sand
Do I miss my time before Christ? No!
In times of joy, do I envy my days of sorrow?
The dead do not mourn for the souls of the living
Now I’ve been given breath I use for thanksgiving
The whispers from the other side are much louder than they were
A girl with a knack for spreading venom, but I’m no longer her
When you press rewind, I won’t like what you find out
But I’ve got too much work to do to sit around and pout
My mind can be such a tricky and tormenting guide
But handing it over to God means He cleaned me from the inside
I hope nothing I say is foreign to your thought
But apologizing for the change in my life, I will not