I ask myself on a daily regiment,
Why do I tolerate what I know I'm better than.
Is it because my standards low and I crave acceptance,
Or my fear of bein alone makin me second guess.
What I deserve... am I worthless or worth it all,
Another question that I gotta ask myself first.
Trynna retrace my steps from where I am now,
Back to when I was makin dance videos on gravenhurst.
Where could I have misstepped Fallin for these false emotions,
Maybe I shouldn't expect
For these bonds to not be broken.
I got a reflex to start with respect,
And thats not gone change my faith won't let you interject.
People set they bridges on fire to test the strength,
Then be surprised thats it too burnt for them to drive on.
Can't spend my time blamin other people for my bad decisions,
Pretty sad that's the ledge that yall choose to die on.



My arms are heavy and my legs match
I keep my head high so God stay in contact
I don't really pray we just have conversations
Fast paced thoughts leave no room for meditation
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I dont think about my purpose I think about my value,
Confused as to why I keep rethinking my values.
Reflection is a lonely road,
Perception is a cold stone.
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Steady mindin the business of people that out ya bracket,
Moldin ya vision out of missions that ain't gone happen.
To be lookin for consistency you movin real sporadically,
Then you'll find stats to comfort emotional status.
See... you've created your anxiety and your depression,
I know it's hurts to hear but that's apart of self stressin.
Bein a victim doesn't create victim mindsets,
They don't want the pity pandering that yall accept.
Yall get exactly what yall want and yall dont really want it,
Apart of growin up is bein ready for these moments.
The older we get the less things seem right,
Lookin for love through socioeconomic stereotypes.
You lookin for a business partner wit romantic tendencies,
It's a reason them relationships is banned ethically.
But you'll learn your lesson you made it this far,
If there's hope for me then I know there's hope for yall.



My arms are heavy and my legs match
I keep my head high so God stay in contact
I don't really pray we just have conversations
Fast paced thoughts leave no room for meditation
X2
I dont think about my purpose I think about my value,
Confused as to why I keep rethinking my values.
Reflection is a lonely road,
Perception is a cold stone.
X2