Tonight I met up with a friend and let it all hang out:
all of the highs and all of the low lows
all of the insecurities
all of the love
all of the resentment
all of the hope
all of the fear
all of the joy
all of the past dreams that didn’t come true…some I let go..some I don’t know how to let go
Or should let go
Letting all the words find a way out
My way of singing a song
Even if my voice cracks and there’s no pretty left.
