With baited breath,
Waiting for the promise of something more,
Feet unsteady, not so sure,
With baited breath and looking over the edge,
Stare at everything that I used to be,

I learned the art of keeping secrets from everyone I know,
I've learned to keep my broken promises,
Keep them inside and let them grow,

I can't keep looking forward,
Without staring back behind,
There are so many things,
That I should forget and not keep them locked inside,

Falling back in love with all that doubt I used to feel,
It wrapped me up so tightly,

Those darkened days,
They always shine the brightest,
In their own imperfect way,
Those darker days,
They always shine the brightest,
In my faulty memory,

I can't live within,
I don't want to live without,
Collecting all these memories and throwing them all out,
I can't live within,
Don't want to live without,
Collecting all these memories and throwing them out,

Watch as it all falls back into place,
I need to keep living in this feeling of grace, [bad word] full circle