There's a hollow feeling in my chest.
I don't know what it is but it won't let me rest.
It pulls on my heart strings and claws up my neck.
These problems, I know, I should let go.
Even if I set fires, they would still grow.
In memories of myself, I wonder why I'm so sad.
All these smiling faces, can't be so bad.
I've never been in love but my heart feels like its been broken many times.
But somehow I found my spring day.
Now, the ocean that was pulling me under seems so far away.
I want my life to be more than a dash on a grave.
Through sadness and pain I was able to be brave.