Old no. 7 brand

Before I was even ready
my life was changing before my eyes
in a town where I was supported
now ghosted by
my single cry
I wish things could be different
but that won't change the way things are
feeling bad for myself
I know wont get me very far

I'm not willing
to except this forced feeling
I'm not ready
to be free
this is not what I want
this is not what I want
this is not what I want

I don't feel all that scared
and my spitefulness can fade so fast
I guess this will be the last chapter
in the book of my past
if I could get away
believe me I'd be the first to know
so much holding me back
but I don't want anyone to know

I'm not willing
to except this forced feeling
I'm not ready
to be free
this is not what I want
this is not what I want
this is not what I want