So afraid of my own voice
I speak behind another face
I can’t even recognize the words they’re from outerspace
hiding behind everyone I love
listening to myself stay quiet
not risking my love
because I want everybody to love me
but I know that’s useless
everybody sees me differently
but I still want to make a mark
delusions of grandeur
desires of greatness
the road is long and cold
I hear me and myself thinking
somebody save us
I want them to know that I want the world
that I won’t settle for anything less
than everything
why do I need them to believe me?
trapped thinking about my effects on others
emotional slavery
I put 2pac on replay
somebody help me
I’m reminded of Gambino’s inspiration
you just gotta follow your voice no matter what you’re facing
I feel all the fear and all the self doubt
before I step onto the stage and let it all out
but I’m still here
and never took that step yet
the closest I’ve been is at the poetry slam
and even then I did it once and left them
I never even entered the competition
but this one dude came up to give me props
I guess I completed my mission