Back's against the wall now.
What am I to do now?
The pressure is weighing down on me,
the masses surrounding me.
with their mouths open, guns loaded.
mouths going,
guns blazing.
I don't wanna hear it but my ears are wide open.
Their Mouths are loaded with malicious and poisonous utterances.
Their Mouths are filled with hatred, ready to be spat on my face.
Whatever I choose to do, isn't enough.
It isn't good enough.
I am never enough.
As I'm getting older, I'm realizing that Their Mouths are of no significance.
Their Mouths and presence are only here, to TRY and bring me down.
Self love and self confidence is what I'm working on, but the feeling of not being good enough overshadows my realization,
I am enough.
May 15, 2016
May 15, 2016 at 5:21 PM UTC
Back's against the wall now.
What am I to do now?
The pressure is weighing down on me,
the masses surrounding me.
with their mouths open, guns loaded.
mouths going,
guns blazing.
I don't wanna hear it but my ears are wide open.
Their Mouths are loaded with malicious and poisonous utterances.
Their Mouths are filled with hatred, ready to be spat on my face.
Whatever I choose to do, isn't enough.
It isn't good enough.
I am never enough.
As I'm getting older, I'm realizing that Their Mouths are of no significance.
Their Mouths and presence are only here, to TRY and bring me down.
Self love and self confidence is what I'm working on, but the feeling of not being good enough overshadows my realization,
I am enough.
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