R.O.S.E. Confessional

I don't wanna make music anymore I said that out loud, wow Then I tried to stop and I didn't know how to Because it's impossible to walk away from true love Art, emotion, lyrics, music, feeling It's what I need to survive Man, that pain woke me up It's inside out, you know? I don't do this because I want to do it I do it because I have to I feel everything so deeply It's a blessing and a curse And I lost my passion to create To draw a line between business and art I'd fallen into darkness and allowed myself to be led by fear The fear was keeping other people happy Who didn't ever care about me And I was running deeper into someone and something I wasn't How did that become more important than my light? At the time I couldn't find that question I really thought it was more important I'd forgotten what made me special I was lost in what I stood for And I was desperately trying to reach out for something, or someone, but I couldn't feel It didn't feel like there was anyone there But there was I was there Love was there I was there, I never left I just gave someone my magic, and they didn't look after it And in all the power I felt was lost It was never gone The one thing that started this whole journey could never be taken away from me My voice I started to just, write words and sing Just like I did when I was sixteen No singles, no hooks, no pressure Just me, my feelings and being real And I started to feel it I started to feel it coming back The music I said I didn't wanna make Is what brought me back to life The anger, the honesty, the heartache The pain, the joy, the strength, the love It all happened for a reason The teaching and the lesson The words I kept coming back to Realisations Obsessions Sex And Empowerment R.O.S.E. For each letter, there is a word And for each word, is a song I will share with you I'm strong enough now to let you in To be real and to be free My mother is called Rose She gave me the gift of life A rose is at it's most beautiful when budding new I rose above the pain We give roses or a single rose as a gift for so many different feelings And this This is my gift to you