Growing Pains

I can’t go back to what it was
In simpler times, this could be written off as foolishness
But I believe in calling and I know what we’re doing
How I scream — how I sing
This progression and the questions that it brings
I never asked for this
It can be good for us
If I’m honest I don’t know why I’m not healed
Cry out for fixing — stuck with mixed feelings
What does that mean?
First of all, my head is fully clued in
Secondly, I know this is different
Basically, instead of leaving, I’m changing
Bereaving, yes maybe
Believe me, these words still mean so much to me
I may have I let you down
I’m hoping to come across the same
Or is that feeling gone with this sound?
Every note is a blessing
Never to be taken for granted
You see, whatever the reason, this is a new season
A new start