So I found a reason to stay alive, try a little harder, see the other side. 

Talking to myself -too many sleepless nights- trying to find a meaning to this stupid life. 

I don’t want your sympathy, sometimes I don’t know who to be. 

I found a reason to let it go, tell you that I’m smiling 

But I still need to grow.

Will I find salvation in the arms of love? 

Will it stop me searching? Will it be enough?

The first time to really feel alive 

The first time to break the chain 

The first time to walk away from pain 

This could be the first day of my life...