I Am No One

Every fucking day,

I have to deal with the pressure I put on myself,

To outdo myself. But I can't ask for help,

I can't admit I'm weak.

I'm going back on my words,

I'm going back on who I used to be.

I can't take it anymore.

Every day I wage a war on myself

Because I'd rather die than let this win over me

I can't let this win over me.

How can I be expected to help anyone else,

When I can't even help myself?

Call me a hypocrite

And I'll be the first one to agree

I am no longer the prophet I once claimed to be

I'm stuck between trying to find where I stand,

And what it is I stand for

I am no one