Busy Being Me ♪ Qiara Shey

I meant to send those Christmas cards
And say a quick hello
But I was learning old piano chords
In the quiet after the snow
I started writing a children’s book
And I travelled every chance I took
I know it seemed like I was gone
But I was finding where I belong

The holidays said slow it down
But my heart was already out of town
Chasing dreams instead of peace on earth
And measuring my own self-worth

I was busy being me
Stargazing just to feel free
Taking little trips and standing tall
Finding joy in things both big and small
So if I missed your call this year
I was busy being me, I hope that’s clear

I know I missed your holiday call
I was chasing winter through the trees
From frozen lakes to city lights
A quiet kind of gravity
In the evenings I’d sit down
And let the piano fill the sounds
I know I wandered out of view
But I had so much life to get through

It wasn’t part of anyone’s plan
Just a hunger only I’d understand
A need to build a life that’s truly mine
A little restless, but doing fine

I was busy being me
Stargazing just to feel free
Taking little trips and standing tall
Finding joy in things both big and small
So if I missed your call this year
I was busy being me, I hope that’s clear

From the mountaintops to the city streets below
Every new road helps me grow
I might not follow every rule you know
But I’m building a home inside my soul
In the laughter and the learning, the quiet nights alone
I’m finally finding a place to call my own

I was busy being me
Stargazing just to feel free
Taking every chance and standing tall
Living moments I’ll remember most of all
And if I missed the gathering cheer
I was busy being me, and this was my year

I hope you understand
And I hope you see
I was just busy
Busy being me