Way Back Home.

Sometimes I chose to survive in a gracefully way
And I lose the way back home
Sometimes I love to be feel more than I feel
And I end up with empty-handed
All alone inside
While I am fulfilled outside

Why easy things can be so hard sometimes?
So tough with some of us
In a way we can not handle
We can not go on
Without losing the way back home

Love can set us free
As the truth, if is told right
Love can open doors and all the windows
Of a darkened house within
The truth can chose your way without you
Really making this choice
Everything can confuse our minds, let bleeding our hearts
While we just wish that the hard things turn into easy things
So tough with some of us
In a way we can just fall
We can not feel grace
Without being hurting our inners
And, like this, losing the way back home.