i'd like to believe i can do it all
bear the weight of my world on my shoulders and still stand tall
I hate that I fall amidst the weight
I think "my problems are all too simple, why do I struggle with the weight"
Forgetting i'm human, i judge myself like an alien
Giving myself one strike because I think three is too much

But then I have a bad day and the thought comes back again
"I can't do this on my own and I need a friend"
But I hate it and i hate myself for it
Because I hate needing help
But to be strong is to be weak at times
To fall but always get back up