I swear it’s a byproduct of how I was raised
That hollow feeling while achieving gilded grades
My best asset, my Achilles heel
Over-Analyzing how you feel
Sour notes from conversations
Forming cracks in my foundation
Walking backwards
I nervously wait for you to pull the trigger
I’ve tried my best
But it feels like it isn’t enough?
And what if these scratches won’t buff?
And what if it’s all just a bluff?
Take it on the chin, pretend that I’m tough
Sour notes from conversations
Forming cracks in my foundation
Walking backwards
I nervously wait for you to pull the trigger
The reflection in the mirror
Could it be
A failure?
I’m slow at times but I’m not fucking stupid
Recognize patterns to fix them it’s fruitless
Fair weather friends, the silent hum
Diminishes roadblocks I’ve overcome
When pessimistic tendencies mix with sour words
Brandishing the fragility of my self-worth
What if this all falls apart? What if you all leave?
Take away the window dressing
What’s left of me?
The reflection in the mirror
Could it be
A failure?