This morning I woke up in a jail cell Next to an aluminum toilet And a pile of insecurities I've never felt so small I just thought that we were past this
Staring through the bars Sleeping on cinderblocks My greatest fear Is that I will never change That I have become a criminal
Can you expel the urges? Can you let go for once? I ask myself these same questions Over and over again
But I never know the answers Even upon release I am held captive by my own Thoughts and feelings
I'm sick and tired Of being sick and tired Its never ending When will I regain enough strength To control my own defects?
Can you expel these urges? Can you make me okay? No, no one can Now I finally see
Serenity, where are you now? Help me accept the things I cannot change Give me the courage To change the things I can And the wisdom To know the difference
I refuse to be Like this forever I refuse to be me! I want to be someone else I want control
Teach me to turn my will Over and surrender There will always be prison bars Sometimes real And sometimes in figment
I cannot always tell If they are locking me In or if they are locking me out