That day

[Thandi]
Somebody’s always trying tell you about yourself
But only you can process all the feelings that you felt
That day, when shit hits the fan
Lost without a plan
Wondering if you can’t or can yeah
Identity’s completely spiritual
Your body’s only matter
Who you are is all your soul
Yes you are in control
Of all of your perceptions and the beauty you compose
People might try to help you, but they don’t know
People might try to hurt you too, but they can’t cause your entity’s whole
Let go of
Misinterpretations
That lead to your frustration
Take back your mind
Cause only you can know what’s best for you when the truth unwinds
Said you don't know me like that