Byt: Celeste Terrell
Growing up and changing things
I realized how different I feel
I choose my life and I make a plan
but my friends think I should just follow them
They're my Angels or my demons that won't let me free
My Angels, they try to tell me who I should be
I hear my mother; opinioned voices
and I feel the strain of making my own choices
Do I choose wealth, safe or fame? “Well honey, you know that's not the way”
How can you say, I know a better way?
Cause she's my Angel or my demon that won't let me free
She's my Angel and it's her fears that question me
Is it ok mother? Will you love me, one way or never?
Is it ok father? Does she blame you, for the changing daughter
Is it ok my Jesus? Will you still love me if I'm being selfish?
While your looking on us, can I that life I always wanted?
Love always wanted. Love always wanted..
Is it ok everybody?
How about love?