Fucking weak and fed up
Can't remember the last time I tried
And found that I'd succeed
Washed out by waters and harsh tides
My minds an ocean I can't please
Trying to convince myself
That's it's okay to be broken
That I can't help
There's no hand to my pen
That writes my feelings
A backwash from bad things
Trying to please everyone else
In this stubborn instruction
Set all that I've built
To this concrete construction
I'll wreck this building
Cause I'm not sewn to strings
Naive, headstrong, in the clouds
But won't be told by
People that crawl the ground
Don't expect to hear me when I call down
From the place you told me
I can't conquer my doubts
It's safe to say
I lost little part of me
Along the way
I guess growing took its toll me
I look the same
as when I was so young and so free
Inside my brain
It's a fucked up world that you can't see
Taken aback, no stability
Never proved easy finding ground in anything
Tired eyes seek for direction
The consequences for walking my own way
My hands shake with rejection
For pushing against these relentless
Tides that guide my feet
With an Undertow in my mind
My heart can breathe
Fucking weak and fed up
Can't remember the last time I tried
And found that I'd succeed
Washed out by waters and harsh tides
My minds an ocean I can't please
Fighting on, keeping up
Whilst the world steps on my heart
Get knocked down, but restart
Cause I'll play no other part
Than this fight
That I'll fucking go to hell with
Don't mind walking on flames
If it means I'll come out smiling
I was taught,
To set myself on fire
To keep warm
Others and their desires
I won't hurt
For your worth
It's my earth
It's my turn

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