Look I'm tired
And terrified
And I'm stuck
And petrified
Cause I have no way
Of ever knowing
If I have purpose
Am I even showing
The direction I want to go in
I've fought so hard
To be who I am
To place the next card
And it's gotten to the point
Where I just seem to not care
Anymore and that scares me
And to be utmost fair
I want to care
I like liking myself
And I enjoy being happy
Not being stealth
In who I am or who I want
So why am I feeling down again?
It's like I can't control it
And I've tumbled down the lions den
Well I plan on fighting this time
Not because I have a lot in reserve for a fit
But because truthfully I owe it to myself
And, of course, because I deserve it