In an unfair game, I no longer want to play.
So here I jump, in a leap of faith.
I wish I could have been born in a different way.Having the freedom to say what I like to say.
Do I have to do it that way?
Could it be better to stay?
Maybe a miracle could happen the very next day.
Existing is for me to grow and wait.
Living with pain, yet nobody can take that away.
Living with joy doesn't mean I forgive and forget what I hate.
For all I have lost, God will arrange me a better place.
Staying is not surrender, but holding on to my own true faith.
Yes, I couldn't reclaim all the years that I gave.
And yes, I may never make them pay.
However, I don't need that anyway.
From now on, I can pave my own way.
For one day, I can leave here for a sunny bay.
I won't even notice you from miles away.
Nor care if you are alive or buried in a grave.
It turns out that ignoring you stops you from taking more away.
Your next victim is not for me to save.
Your sin no longer stands in my way.
While I look away, I have been better every day.
I have plenty of room for angels surrounding me in good grace.
