I reserve my right to feel uncomfortable reserve my right to be afraid.
I make mistakes and I am humbled every step of the way.
I want to be a better person. I wanna know the master plan.
Cast your stones, cast your judgement, you don’t make me who I am.
You may tire of me
As our December sun is setting
Because I’m not who I used to be
"the car is on fire and there’s no driver at the wheel"