what we are left with here
again and again
is hope for a better day
with all these sleepless nights
that's the best that i can say
and if hope decides to leave me
i'll hold on to the memories
and pray that time will not deceive me
some days i look at my reflection
and i don't know who stares back at me
the farthest from acclaimed perfection
im looking at my worst enemy
i've grown apart i've gone away
more than i can count today
but the promise of a new tomorrow
is what gets me out of bed
i'll replay the words that were said
to keep me from the sorrow
"it's not brave if you're not scared"
these secrets lie beneath the surface
so genuine and unprepared
waiting to be found so i
can finally believe you cared