Do Better, Live Better, Be Better

I often ponder about the years that lie ahead
Will I be the same woman trapped in her thoughts?
Will I be the same woman holding on to a love that was lost?
Oh how I crave to be better, yearn for success 
Oh how I wish to break free from a bondage filled with distress.
Its not easy moving forward while being held hostage
It's not easy to start a new life from the one that was tarnished.
Sometimes I feel as if the bad outweighs the good
Take me back to the innocent days of childhood.
Going nowhere fast,
handcuffed, blindfolded, still hoping not to crash...
What about that dream career? Will I ever see it?
What about a REAL love? Will I ever feel it?
Oh how I crave to be better, yearn for success
Oh how I wish to break free from a bondage filled with distress.
The levels of over thinking, and worries that follow behind
lead me to a dark place and a clouded mind. 
So many questions, and not enough answers
giving those who don't deserve it far too many chances 
Why tamper with something that was meant to be broken? 
Why force words to the surface that were meant to be unspoken?
Funny how friends evolve into frenemies
but were they really friends? or merely mistaken identities?
Is it bad to want better? I'm calling success
I rebuke this heavy bondage filled with distress.
Weathering every storm, slowly building my future
knocking down doors, shooting holes through every rumor.
At the end of every dark tunnel shines a luminous light
one day it'll all be over, no more sleepless nights.
No more pillows drenched in cold tears.
No more hiding behind masks, dodging my fears.
Never said I was perfect, yet I aim to be a perfectionist
hard to believe I'm still standing, clearly I was built for this.
I'm gonna do better, live better, BE BETTER, drawing near to success
Releasing this heavy bondage filled with distress.