End of the Road
I am wandering down this road with no direction or guide
Misguided from the beginning so I may never find the end.
These directions and signs are all pretend only confusing me more
Less direction than when I began.
Frustration and anger are starting to rise
Declining hope and morale only leave me vulnerable.
I keep walking even though I’m stumbling and falling in the dark
Light will be here soon because troubles don’t last always.
I come to a stop and begin to think why keep going
Stop right here and wait for someone to save me.
I stand here in the dark alone like a fool waiting
Impatience stirs and I decide that I’m better off with me, myself, and I.
Who understands better than me what it’s like to see in the dark
The stumbling and falling have only made me stronger
Weakness and fear live in me no longer.
I made it down that road alone in the dark as a girl
Woman is what you see before you now unafraid in the light.