Understand that your past is just a story. It isn’t happening anymore. When you realize the story you’re telling is just words, when you can just crumble up and throw your past in the trashcan.. then you’ll figure out who you’re going to be.
I’ve got my head on the pillow
And I don’t go to sleep to dream
You’ve got your head in the clouds
But you don’t know I am not asleep
Cause I tend wake-up randomly
At the most inappropriate times