Feel suffocated, caught up in your words like sustenance
You talk about me as if I’m already dead
Every day’s the same old shit
“He was such a promise kid”
So if it’s downhill from here then what secures my footing?
So sick of losing room to breathe
Why can’t you all just leave me be
Don’t want to talk through anything but you keep on pushing.
Because I can’t fight back on good intentions
Words fall short of breaking tension
If it’s all downhill from here then why am I not moving?
Just another failure, A hard fight like it’s always been
And I’m prone to misbehaviour but I‘ve got my second wind
I don’t believe in saviours
Keep your absolutes
I hope they work for you
But I’m not up to you
And I worry, these complications make me sick, I’m already over it
And I worry, confrontations make me sick
I look you in the eyes and just walk away