Falling Down

I'm standing here right in the middle of everything I don't know what to do you've got me all confused The wind is blowing me backward pressing against my chest I can't breathe I need to find a way to be relieved of all this stress So with the wind I will choose To let it push me backward and the thought of finally falling down it feels so good to me I'm swinging her above you all as an under-achiever I'm doing everything I can while becoming a non-believer My hands are holding firmly to this bar you see above me but it has rained hard last night and its getting harder to hold on this tight And so I'm slipping and my hands are aching I'm crying so hard and my back is breaking So I'll let go from all of this and as I'm letting go it feels so good to finally fall You all say something different but the decision is up to me you all give me your input and you tell me life is the key With your hands pushing me down you don't care at all If I'm so damn important Why will you let me fall But I don't want this responsibility and I don’t want this decision to be up to me So I'll let all y our hands push me till I fall It feels so good to be giving in letting go and falling down I'm so stretched out in every single way I'll have to do tomorrow What I didn’t get done today For now Just this one time I know what I want So let it be mine I want to fall down and never get back up I want to let go I want to give up Do what you want to me I'm scared and tired I'm so sick of this I am… I am sick of me

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