Always felt a need to impress
Whether in front of girls or a benchpress
Never could quite fit in
Feel like I stand out even when Im sitting
Insecurities pressed ******* my conscious
What that takes me through is just viscous
Ive tried to overcome it all and open a third eye
Then I realized perfection itself is a lie
Now its just a matter of convincing myself
Letting go of the past and starting a new life
When everyone and Everything tries to shut you down
You just have to dust the dirt off
And pick yourself up off the ground