I’m a martyr, I’m a tragedy, I’m the almost was and the never will be.
I’m a near miss, I’m a close call and the promising prospect who’s ready for a fall.
I can’t live up to your expectations and I can’t keep up with who you want me to be. I can’t live up to your expectations and I can’t keep up. I can’t keep up.
I’m a red light, I’m a dead stop and the case for sympathy you’re feeling sorry for.
I’m a warning, I’m a false start and the disappointment you’ve found frustration in.
I can’t live up to your expectations and I can’t keep up with who you want me to be but I can’t let that stop me from becoming the person I’m destined to be.
I’ll rise up, I’ll persevere, I’ll make it through and these grey days shall be no more.