how?
she's trying to be stretched to the limits but I'm not a rubber band...
i'm still a string.
i'll break
when you pull too hard.
i'll bounce back higher when you hit me to the ground
but i'll burst when you do it to hard.
gimme some assurance would you?
i'm not prepared to live through self doubt and misery every day.
i'm not prepared to smile to everyone when i really dun feel like doing that.
i dun wanna cry in front of people and show that i'm a weakling.
lost my way.
my tears blinded my way...