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I just threw down a name in title, this really doesn't have a title. This is an unfinished piece but I just wanted to get some feedback, it has all but the bridge done. It has a melody and such but you can read it how please. Here it is:

i'm scared to go back to the place where i felt alone
i'm trying to hold onto anything i call my own
where i'm close to my dreams and the ones who love me
i don't think i was ever meant for the real world

wasn't i meant for something greater?
or is that just my imagination?

i don't know, but there's one thing that i do
only those little hands will tell me
when and where i'll make my moves
and i pray that its sometime soon

i'm holding onto this broken rope that was attached to me
it's taken me so long to finally set myself free
it's only you, that in the end, can hold yourself down
when i look back at me in years, i'll never have a doubt

i know i'm meant for something greater
there's not time but now, not later

i don't know, but there's one thing that i do
only those little hands will tell me
when and where i'll make my moves
if i act now it can sometime be soon