Every day, same routine, I miss those days, at 16, nothing to keep me focused or alive, drowning in these walls it’s hard to survive. Why can’t I, strive for the best? Forced in my head, to be like the rest. What time I invest for the future of my life, whose dreams am I chasing, can’t they be mine? I’m over trying to impress, others aspirations aren’t my success. Why can’t I, strive for the best? Forced in my head, to be like the rest. I give you my word that one day I’ll let go, shadowed fronts that I’ve put on, I hate that I’m this low, break away from this lifeless state of mind, do it for myself, since the others are too blind.