Hércules
Sara Bareilles Lyrics

I miss the days my mind would just rest quiet
I long for the times when my mind was calm and peaceful without any disturbance

My imagination hadn't turned on me yet

My creative imagination hadn't started making me anxious or afraid

I used to let my words wax poetic

I used to express myself freely and beautifully with my words

But it melted a puddle at my feet now
But now, expressing myself has only left me feeling overwhelmed and defeated

It is a calcifying crime, it's tragic
It's a terrible crime that my creativity has turned into something hard and unyielding like stone

I've turned to petrified past life baggage
I've become weighed down and immovable by the events and experiences of my past

I want to disappear and just start over
I wish I could vanish and start over with a fresh slate

So here we are
This is where I find myself now

And I'll breathe again
But I will still find a way to keep breathing and pushing forward

From on my knees, make me a Hercules
I am asking for help and strength to become a powerful warrior and conquer my challenges, even though I currently feel weak and helpless

I was meant to be a warrior please
I know that deep down, I was meant to be strong and brave

I've lost a grip on where I started from

I feel like I am no longer grounded or connected to my starting point

I wish I'd thought ahead and left a few crumbs
I regret not planning better or taking steps to ensure I could find my way back

I'm on the hunt for who I've not yet become
I am searching for my true identity and potential, still yet to be realized

But I'd settle for little equilibrium

Although I crave greatness, I would also be content with some stability and balance in my life

There is a war inside my heart gone silent
I am struggling internally with a battle that is no longer being fought out loud

Both sides dissatisfied and somewhat violent
Both sides of this conflict are unhappy and slightly aggressive

The issue I have now begun to see

I am just now starting to understand the root of the problem

I am the only lonely casualty
I am the only one who has suffered the consequences of this internal battle

This is my darkest hour

This is the lowest point in my life

A long road has lead me out here

This is the result of a journey that has been difficult and lengthy

But I only need turn around to face the light
But all I need to do is to face my challenges head-on to overcome them

And decide flight or fight
And I must choose whether to run away or confront my fears and fight through them