This pain is all I've ever known,
Growing up in the shadow of doubt has left me broken and hopeless,
Fear taking form in my feelings,
Sticking to my brain and beating me at all the games I play,
I'm scared, running.
But as I run out of breath,
I try to find comfort in what I know,
And overcome by my blood-stained past I'm brittle, weak,
Terrified of what everyone will think,
I'm hardly a scholar of my profession,
Really just trying to keep walking,
I say goodbye to my love,
This is the end.
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