There come times a time when you don't know what you're ,
What you want anymore
Is it about being outgoing ?
Is it about being uptight ?
Am I following my heart ?
But what does my heart want ?
Can I let anyone else enter my wrecked mind and wretched life ?
Do I belong here ?
Am I with the right people ?
And so .. a thousand questions emerged after the storm .
It was never about getting through the storm
It's the aftermath , that makes you take form .