Talking To Myself Part 2
Keep on fighting the fear within your blood.
The pain seems like a fucking flood.
You are beautiful with much potential
and the words you breathe are essential.
Who gives a damn anymore about the credentials?
Just your existence is vital.
Promise me, you won't give up.
All the shit they say to you ...
They are oblivious to your battles
and they are quick to slaughter your worth like cattle.
But hunny, you are not an animal.
You have become just a bit dismantled.