I trained for a fight I believe never existed
Would have me shoot in the dark then judge me for missing
Critiquing my aim knowing I can't see
Judging my form when this the stance you taught me
I never threw any punches cuz you would judge how I'd swing
You ain't care for the blues, you'd silence me when I sing
These the songs you taught me, these the lyrics you'd bring
And now you hate the art because of how it paints you to be
Don't take the brush in my hand, take the message I leave
Cuz I could write a thousand words but it wont be received
It's hard to think about growth when I feel cursed as your seed
You've planted anger in me, it grows sporadic like weeds
Self-Loathing Pessimism pesticides that it eats
And I can't them down if I don't wanna increase
Fighting an endless war, we both won't admit defeat
I know what I am not
I've seen what I could be
Gotta go the distances but I don't wanna overreach
This the game of life and our controllers on lease
Hoping mine don't get cut off before I show the best of me
Fuck rekindling fires that burned out and wasting matches
We better off staying warm being covered by ashes
I wasted time chipping away with the flint and steel
Only to realize the spark I wanted was never real
I've heard of flame but never witnessed as heat was kept concealed
Went from hearing shots in the distance to pulling the trigger
All the shots I've been given can't give me the bigger picture
The camera only filled in silhouettes & hidden figures
I know what I am not
I've seen what I could be
Gotta go the distances but I don't wanna overreach
This the game of life and our controllers on lease
Hoping mine don't get cut off before I show the best of me