i breathe in and uncertainty fills me
suddenly i’m questioning everything, really?
in this space i can’t even speak freely
always a gaze on me, steely

uncertainty;
the poison of the weak is the medicine of the arrogant
the ***** of the debator makes for the downfall of the eloquent
it really depends on the situation, that much is evident

with youth, undeniably, comes uncertainty
so many mistakes made inadvertently
the words thrown around carelessly
now i’m just begging for some normalcy

so many priorities, so many people to please
too many watchful stares to be appeased
in the midst of this battlefield, i don’t know how i can be at ease
surrounded by people who seem to know something i don’t, i look around dazedly

so i guess i’ll have to find my own way
through winding paths, i’ll make it out someday
but what will i find when (if) i step out of the archway?
i’m uncertain, but i know one thing:

i’ll never betray my soul on the way there