My life has been changing a lot

In these past months, is these past years

But I’m still sitting and writing in the dark

Time is slow, but it’s faster than light years

I’ve been fighting to find myself

Rome wasn’t built in a day

So why do I feel like I should be so much farther ahead than I am in my current state?!

That’s been the thought

Roaming around in my head that i can’t kick

For a moment I was thinking to myself, like

What’s my passion? Is it really this?

I went a month or two without writing even a dot or line on my pad of paper

Then with depression, i was falling apart

Self destructing myself as my own biggest hater

Then one day I sat and listened to еvery song that I had ever madе

And It brought something back to my heart i was missing

I wish I could give to you what I was feeling

I felt like I could break through the ceiling

And nobody on this planet could ever conceal it

Conceal the healing i was being gifted

I felt as if I was infinite!