The secret is I’m falling down so much,
So much I can’t walk correctly,
A little limp as I’m afraid of falling again,
Sitting here wondering if I’ll make it past,
The setbacks and laugh,
Or put out my flame to become ash.
Apparently I need to get what I need by alternative means,
Counting on others is making me feel weak,
I don’t like being injured still right now I am,
Rather keep my mouth shut but negative pride is a net,
However I still feel lower and cheap,
Back to square one again and again,
Why do I torture myself by standing back up?
It’s not time to quit
There’s always another obstacle
Feeling like a dying fish flopping in front of a crowd given applause
Between valleys between Shadow Mountain,
Light finds a few entrances,
And I run between the mountain looking for light to hold onto,
Light to step into,
Seeing past my flawed defense afraid of wasting time I don’t even know I’ll have,
Feeling like a dying fish flopping in front of a crowd given applause,
Dropped kicked in the balls.