Change was screaming in my face, I had no choice but to comply. Backwards fables burned into me, it's all just one big lie.

I see the problem clearly now, but this mountains in my way. Life comes with no foresight, it just wants to make you pay.

Counting on my hands the wrongs I've done, that lead me to this rope. Always an uphill battle, somewhere beyond another *****.

I think of giving up sometimes, but it just wouldn't seem right. Holding onto hope I stand, grasping with all my might.

I could be the warrior, that rises up and claims his glory. But really I'm just a damsel, and distress is my life story.