I've grown far too acquainted with being disappointed
And I'm still not sure how I feel anymore
So void of emotion, I'm not sure on where I stand
Helpless and thirsty for peace
Never wanting what I need
It has taken me this long
To admit that I am wrong
You make me feel like myself
When everything fades to black
You pull me out of this hell
And bring the color back
The worst kind of self-deprecation
Almost at my end, internalized contempt
Let my sighs give way to this song of Your strength
Repeating to myself that You have a plan for me
Broken world
The life we're willing to face
Open heart
A risk we're willing to take
You make me feel like myself
When everything fades to black
You pull me out of this hell
You bring the color back