My mind is a monster, don’t you see?
Always pointing out specifically, the negativity
I’m trying, for myself, to be my own guide.
…To stumble upon greatness, after I’ve completed this steep climb.
But I’ve tripped; I’m on my way back down
I can’t stop myself now
Physically tired—mentally worn
My body is sore; I’m ready to go home
But I’ve come this far…
Why go back now?
BECAUSE it’s comfortable, cozy, familiar, you know?
You’ve got to be kidding…
That’s all it takes for you to head home?
All that time you spent climbing; you’ll never salvage
You’ll be home wondering, depressed
Never knowing how it’d feel to conquer and prevail
Stuck in the mindset that you’re failing, even before you’ve set sail
So you hold yourself hostage; to your mind and its games
Convincing yourself you’re not worth it…you’ve lost to the travail
What’s the worst that could happen if you went out and just tried?
I won’t make it…
What if I die?!
Don’t you see? You IDIOT!
You’re dying inside!
What’s the point of your existence when all you do is coincide?
..With the rest of the world, and the typical people
You were different, but you killed that
You’re the perfect example…
…When a person tries so hard to fit in
But they were born to stick out—far out
Farther than they could imagine
Past the pillars of ordinary
Into a realm of differences that can speak
Speak to your soul
Reach out to that Devil inside of your brain telling you NO
Convincing you that you’re weak
And so with this, I beg you
Grow out those claws that you hide
Begin your adventure digging one paw at a time
Climb way out of that hell you’ve created
I promise you’ll love what I have here waiting