I am a little too in my head
To overthink is easier than to think
Instead of silencing the noise
I simply yell a little louder
Instead of telling the monsters to go away
I let them stay until they've had their say
Running around till they start to tire
Only to wake up later that day
Taxing is what they are
Fuel is what they
Stronger is what I'll be
Scared is what I will not be
Scared is what they'll be
I've been stuck in this rut
I can barely finish any of thoughts
The art of focus has eluded me
And I don't know where to start
I have hands
And a heart
So why on earth
Am I failing to make this art
When it's right there in front of me
What I want to say
I cannot for the life of me speak out loud
For if I did
The doors I would want open would certainly close
So I will keep my cool
Discharge my thoughts through my songs
So I'll keep my ambitions high
They may fall
They may never resolve
But if I never try
Then I will never know
So that's why everything I can spare
Is for this