Let it be.

I’m leaning against the wall because I’m desperate for support.
Theres no where; no one for me to run to anymore.
The rooms getting smaller.
I can see it all spin.
I’m gonna throw up.
Someone get me the trash bin.
My nerves are getting to me.
I can see the end, so let me be.
Feeling this all on my own.
Living this life, seeing it alone.
It’s got me terrified but, I gotta keep pushing.
Because, at the end I’ll be able to sing.
It’ll be light and God will let me free.
So while the walls are closing in; let me be.