Ceiling Conversations

(ahhhh) 3 a.m., staring at the ceiling

Fighting thoughts I don’t know how to silence

Mirror says things

I don’t believe in

But I’m more than the pain that’s inside me

I am more than the shadows I see

More than the doubts pulling down on me

With every breath I am learning to rise

Finding the truth behind tired eyes (hummmmm)

Every step

is a quiet decision

To look past the glass

and the division

Finding the grace

to just let it be

Setting the ghost in the mirror free

I am more than the shadows I see

More than the doubts pulling down on me

With every breath I am learning to rise

Finding the truth behind tired eyes

More than the pain inside me (ooh)