In this day and age I am living in The age of excuses; I have found more and more Nothing will be good enough, nothing will be right I am not the problem, the excuse will satisfy They are wrong, I am Right or am I really just as much to blame One foot before the other, but when I reach that step Head looks down turned a Way because the unknown will catch me out of breath Afraid of all my failure, collapsed from the weight Regaining control, breaking insecurities Keep telling myself that I'm beyond help And I can't do anything to control myself My heart is racing 'cause I know I'm wrong Notions of liberation haunt me