I started off gazing into the night air,
then I found myself in this hypnotic stare,
whilst I was there I will tell you what I saw,
I saw broken girl, who wanted so much more.
As the night grew on and my thoughts began to race,
It was myself, I thought I could not face.
I quiver with fear every single day, if only I could find, another easy way.
I try so hard to fight these long dark lonely days, but they seem to have caught me, in eternal haze.
I'm no stranger to the wrath of this place, the demons around me and what I have to face.
There's something after me and it's called "I am here" it's a dark side of the atmosphere.
It circles around me and I bear not to look, it has me by a thread, it has me by it's hook.
The Shadows that follow me, in my dark place, have a ugly side, have a ugly face,
When I come up to breathe for some fresh air, "I am here" decides to share.
It has no remorse or feeling of guilt, it takes you as you are and watches you wilt.
Screaming out for help into the Abyss of life, "I am here"will take you as his wife.
As I stare out further into the night air, I notice myself starting to care.
I care about my future and the ones I love the most, not about "I am here" my most unlikely host.
I take in my thoughts for which I'd like to share, I think about myself and what I think is fair.
I want a life of peace, of clear thoughts and happy days, I do not want to be stuck, in this eternal Haze.
I finally feel "I am here" is fading away, and I'm here, to face another day.
The morning is here and I've survived another night, I have proven to myself I can truly fight.
I celebrate my life and I shed a tear, now there is new meaning behind, I am here.
