Figuring

Its time to be selfish
Its time to screw the rest
Its time I thought about myself
Its time I planned flying the nest.

I was broken, but you came and fixed me
Like a vase smashed as someone walked passed
This is just my time to step back
To slow down, things are moving too fast.

Don’t resent me for my brashness
Don’t despise me for my cold embrace
Don’t pull back cos you’re afraid I’ll change
Don’t think I’ll leave without a trace.

I need to stop being this person I’ve been
I can change without becoming someone else
I will be all you ever need me to
Then I can be happy inside myself.

Will I learn from my mistakes?
Am I holding on too tight?
Will I find what I want?
Am I moving us too far?