Stepping Stones

We all have our own stories to tell,
Some we may think we know well.
People walk in and out of our lives,
Others may feel like stabbing knives.

Sometimes it feels like I'm just stepping stones,
Never playing a major role.
Only the back ground character even in my own story.
Stepping stone,
Stepping stone,

Only purpose is giving pieces of myself.
Till there is nothing left,
Going through the motions,
Drowning in all the commotion.
 Everyone passing right over me,
 What is it everyone sees.


Sometimes it feels like I'm just stepping stones,
Never playing a major role,
Only the back ground character even in my own story.
Stepping stone,
Stepping stone,

What part do I play,
Or will I one day just cave.
Am I even real,
Or is everything just a dream.
Does it even matter at all.



Sometimes it feels like I'm just stepping stones,
Never playing a major role,
Only the back ground character even in my own story.
Stepping stone,
Stepping stone,
 Or am I just a stepping stone in everyone else's story.

Rock , alternative rock female