I’m headstrong and hold a power
But the weight inside of my soul keeps me unbalanced
Irritation grows, eager to keep on going
This admiration that I have for what I do
That sometimes causes aches and dishonesty
Sometimes even anger because my actions were wrong
Dishonest answers that don’t seem like lies,
But create that discomfort when they come out of my mouth
I am culpable for everything I’ve done
Apologies in my mind that I can’t express
Guiltiness on my shoulders
I carry this deeper then my pockets
Shame that eats me alive
Disappointment of all I’ve done
Provocation to keep on going
Fear of not being able to be strong
Worries about if what I’m doing will create a change
Doubts about my mistakes
I walk around with pieces buried inside of me that cause dull pain
Challenging situations that are hard to face
I walk around with an empty pocket full of things I carry that cannot be touched.
I carry this deeper than my pockets
I carry this weight on my shoulders because I’m so impulsive
But after all I feel
I’m devoted to fall because I learned to get back up
But I’m headstrong, and I’ll control that power