Not Afraid Of The Rush

success story

im obsessed with living a success story,
autographs and high life but im sorry,
its starting to make sense the reality,
its not as easy as it seems and the roads just more bumpy,

started this life out starry,
ambitious for some sort of glory,
even at 5 i knew whats before me,
i felt different to everyone around me,

the stage changed up and so did the writing,
i think i like boys and that kicked off nail biting,
i changed a lot and the family didn't know me,
ive never been more of me but what if my visions all blurry?

although im living what ive always wanted,
why is it that im still so bothered,
didnt i tell myself i'd lose the habit,
why am i still the tortoise not the rabbit,
but im not scared anymore,
id go to the ends of the earth to take control of my life forever more,
ill carry the little me on my shoulders through forests and trees,
we'll become one ill make him proud of me,

ill always be obsessed with having a success story,
and i still believe one day ill be through with me,
i count up my plus's now more than my subtractions,
i put two feet forward so when im hurt i go one step backwards,
and maybe one day ill believe this is the recipe for my very own success story.