All I Needed was an ear
Arriving at this place filled with fear and competition
Feeling inept, inadequate, unfit and incapable
I hid behind my worries, my scares and even me, bare
I didn't like me, embarrassed, couldn't handle a stare
I felt small, unimportant: a vicious cycle
Didn't want to be seen or even less look into your eyes
You'd see the gruesome slaying occurring in my mind
I think to myself, "why you so harsh to yourself?..."
All I needed was a friend, a soul or anyone who'd care.
My light became dim, not visible by those around
but since every start has an end
The one I once was had begun
Of what I had built the remnants prevailed
and that's who I am:
The warrior who never derailed
The one whose determination carried her self
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