It's just morning

It's now becoming morning, a struggle through the night.
Found some moments I could doze, but something wasn't right.
Taking time to contemplate. the meaning of this life, it's been a long road.

Found some time for me to think and realize.
I hold the only key, to regulate my life.
Was a heavy Cross to bear, when I finally understood.
I'd have to learn about me, to finally feel good.

It's just morning, but the light came.
The day is here.
It's just morning, the same as anything
and I'm here.
It's just morning and the airs clean.
I want to breath.
It's just morning and I'm living.
Happy to be me.

I had a haunting thought, what would be the cost?
If I let it all fall down and create another loss.
Talking to myself at length and surfing through the fear.
If I can manage this, tomorrow will be clear.

Nobody gets to choose if I'm bad or good.
If I'm going to win today, or if I'm going to lose.
It's just a chance I take, every day I rise.
When I meet the day, will I be happy or will
I cry.

It's just morning, but the light came.
The day is here.
It's just morning, the same as anything
and I'm here.
It's just morning and the airs clean.
I want to breath.
It's just morning and I'm living.
Happy to be me.