Year of the Snake

I’ve been held up in the house too long,

held on to the past too long.

I will shed my skin and shine.

I will.

 

Better to try than not try.

Better to live than to die.

Better to laugh and not to cry.

Better.

 

I’ve come through my darkest days

and see too, they leave no trace.

I want the life that’s meant for me.

I want the love that’s meant to be.

 

Better to try than not try.

Better to live than to die.

Better to laugh and not to cry.

Better.

 

This year I’ll face down my fears

and push them aside.

This year I’ll fight back the tears

and put them out to dry.

This year will be my year,

felcity mine.

This year I’m coming back to life.

 

No I won’t go back,

no backwards steps to take.

I’m on track,

no longer will I wait.

I will wriggle with delight.

Yes, I will.

 

Better to try than not try.

Better to live than to die.

Better to laugh and not to cry.

Better.

 

I’ve been held up in the house too long,

held on to the past too long.

I will shed my skin and shine.

I will.