Inadequate, banging through ear speakers I’m nervous and afraid but whatever
Stepping carefully dodging traps able to snap without asking, fear smothers voices if no resistance
Painful necessary growth, see how disconnected my connections are, I’m juvenile still looking for assistance highly pathetic
I get it being a loser stains clouds, minutes, and dreams still forward through fires is how I breathe
Under pressure until the last, this life has been fast and maybe I’m just so goddamn fucking tired of hitting gas
Inadequacy hiding behind every door, no fog because I have no idea until I turn for entry, weep in public until empty
Working my insanity while missing gears, starting only to stall, voice timid tricks, my breakthrough available yet I resist
Move or die, life within this pit.