Everyone has those days...
"Good-bye my hopeless dream, I'm trying not to think about you, can't you just let me be?"
... pretty much.
What if we're not destined to be great/to make a change/to create art/to do more than we are right now?
What if I'm not designed to succeed?
Self-doubt is a plague...
Sometimes, I miss my old life.
I miss the old friends.
But who am I? Am I really a good person? Is it better to be good or honest? Can you be both, all the time?
I really don't know.
I feel more than a little bit lost right now.
But I've learned to keep on keeping on. To fly under the radar, to give in and in some ways to give up.
Am I better or worse person, now, after it all?
Do I really know who I am? What I want?
Who am I to say?
It's hard to feel like you've been pushed aside. That you're so easily replaceable.
Time to wake up. because you are.
... pretty much.
What if we're not destined to be great/to make a change/to create art/to do more than we are right now?
What if I'm not designed to succeed?
Self-doubt is a plague...
Sometimes, I miss my old life.
I miss the old friends.
But who am I? Am I really a good person? Is it better to be good or honest? Can you be both, all the time?
I really don't know.
I feel more than a little bit lost right now.
But I've learned to keep on keeping on. To fly under the radar, to give in and in some ways to give up.
Am I better or worse person, now, after it all?
Do I really know who I am? What I want?
Who am I to say?
It's hard to feel like you've been pushed aside. That you're so easily replaceable.
Time to wake up. because you are.