It's been a couple years sincerely working my ass off Put in so much effort that quitting would be my last thought Kind of wish the music we made would finally blast off Another night alone with just a light from my laptop Just a backdrop, hard for me to find the words So I might express it through my art, then maybe I'd be heard Lost in every session when we start, I can feel it burn And, yeah, I tend to write what's on my heart, but not for their concern Never try to be too serious Having somebody ever care about me is quite the experience Been overwhelmed and overthinking and overshadowed delirious It's ironic, my passion is what I fear, I get I get frightened, nervousness inside when all I want is to talk to you I keep trying, I'm making major strides in, coming out of my shell, it's true But you know I'm tired of wasting time, worrying about fitting in just right I'm gonna try, gonna try, and even when I wanna hide, I'll push my fears off to the side I finally created the first thing, I've been proud of like all week Didn't make it far, just progressing with small leaps Start to write, but then I hate it and scrap it and then repeat Until I get something done and completely forget to sleep I've been stuck inside doing me, couple things to achieve It's sucks I can only do it, while hiding behind the screen I'll muster what I can, if I can't, well then, woe is me Pathetic how much I get it more than they could have believed I'm struggling socially, that's me, but I wish it wasn't I step out onto the stage, and they cheer, and I started buzzing For someone who's just an introvert, hell, I'm one in a dozen And found support through the web, guess that's better than just a shut in I'll do what they wish they did, and the more they push, I'ma toughen They tell me the odds are slim like it justifies, no, it doesn't The only reason I needed for me is because I love it Now people who were against me are cheering all of a sudden I get frightened, nervousness inside when all I want is to talk to you I keep trying, I'm making major strides in, coming out of my shell, it's true But you know I'm tired of wasting time, worrying about fitting in just right I'm gonna try, gonna try, and even when I wanna hide, I'll push my fears off to the side