"I once heard a voice I couldn't explain
Wasn't my conscience, wasn't my brain
It wasn't anything I heard before, very firm in tone
At the same time it gave me a sense that I wasn't alone
The voice said to me, 'I see what you're doing and it's worrisome'
'The way you deal with your problems, it has me worried son'
Told me to stop running away and start facing 'em
I figured turning my back would be like erasing 'em
If only it was that easy then life would be a breeze
Having no worries and just doing as we please
But what's the point in that? Obstacles make us who we are
Let's us appreciate when times aren't hard
I got tired of running away
Felt like I was constantly searching for somewhere to stay
Not in the physical sense but emotionally
Felt like I was never where I was supposed to be
As if I was going through a dream
Thinking to myself 'Am I doing the right thing?'
Living with the hurt was all I knew
Stuffing my problems would get me through
I saw that I needed to change and that's what I did
Quickly became a man and no longer a kid
But it doesn't stop there I was finally at ease
My mind collected and finally at peace
I can move on and leave the past in the past
Finally able to free my heart from the cast."
