Turning Point

The voices in my head Like a thorn in my side Making me doubt my decisions Slowly killing my drive Face first in the gutter No longer searching to thrive Doing what the others expect from me I'm rotting from the inside Rotting from the inside I've spent so much time Trying to find myself Repressing what I felt To fit with everyone else I guess I was scared to fail Scared to be alone Scared to take my dreams seriously Scared of the unknown I need to step back up I need to shake myself For the time I have left I can't keep holding my breath It's crazy how I had to reach the lowest the lows And feel the presence of death at close range To start making a change FUCK Nothing can stop me now