i ask myself a lot why was i brought here
but unclear are my thoughts as i steer
have i forgot all those years i've lost to disappear
cuz what i want is just your ears
and i won't stop until i'm where
that spot's at, am i near?
or am i not, i'll watch it, there's some fear
i have fought off and plus i swear
i'm tough, self taught and well prepared
to go soft's no idea
i've got to switch up a gear
so something must be shared before i rot my career
now feel the power, from the pain i've encountered
how real's my tears that i shower, are my problems still mirrored?