Rock bottom
Rock bottom
The bottom of these rocks
When you look up
you cant see the top
Gasping for air
This pressure on your chest
You were never good enough
Even though you did your best
The indecision of your decisions
The sad voices behind fucked up choices
Makes you blind to the fact
That it was your choice not to react
But its ok because one day you'll say
That I'm stronger today
And that I have what it takes
To learn from my mistakes
And to my family
I hope that I made you proud
Because those rocks look so tiny
Sitting up here on these clouds.
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