Stepping Stone.
You were just a stepping stone
No you never felt like home, to me, to me
I can?t be who you seem to see
You never should have tried to own, own me, own me.
Don?t you know you were meant to let me go
I?m not an object for you to own....NO NO NO.
?cos I have to be free
You just get what you see here
And don?t you know you were just a stepping stone
Yeah I have to be me
You only get what you see here
Don?t you know, you know,
You were just a stepping stone
You were just a stepping stone
So don?t you call me on the phone, don?t wanna know
You were supposed to help me fly
Instead you twist you cheat you lie, do you know why?
Don?t you know, I?m not a doll to be controlled
I?m not a shell without a soul, NO NO NO!
I shouldn?t have to hide that can never be right
And now I really think you?re just addicted to the fight
Now I?m a fledgling bird who?s ready to take flight.
Those are the lyrics to a song I am producing just now. I don't know if they will help anyone here, but I really hope so. I find it so cathartic to sing my way through it. I know lots of people here write. Sometimes good creativity can come from the worst of times
Hugs to all.xxx