steady eyes and a restless heart
this is who i have become
through countless times falling apart
i have ceased to come undone
dirty hands and an eager mind
who is this person i have become
all of my greatest fears combined
begging me to come undone
if god is my will there must be a way
slowly rising to the surface
coming to terms with how i have strayed
drowning as i transgress
change is slow, but change is good
see the gray start to fade away
going about it the way i should
maybe this time happiness will stay
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