I’m weak,
But I feel so brave,
Not where it counts,
I’d never have what it takes,
I fantasize about it daily,
What if a gun was pointed to my head,
I’d take that shit,
Flip it real quick,
Have the shooter on his ass,
And be crowned a hero.
I’m not what I believe,
Based on something I can’t see,
I won’t amount to much,
Yet I still pretend it’s me,
Maybe it’s how I was raised?
If you’re too afraid to beat ’em, join ’em,
Claim what they do,
Bang what they do,
Sit and lie awake at what I’ve gotten myself into.
I know this isn’t who I am,
I want to be part of something,
A family like I never had,
I left them of my own volition,
To lead a better life,
I know I can,
After ten years,
Of feeling alone,
I’m tired of being all on my own,
There’s got to be something bigger,
More to life than a simple riddle.