Hard heads are heavy its not a lowered gaze,

Its the weight on my shoulders not a weak spine,
Truth is my hands are full from trying to keep my chin up

There are days when the doubt comes from within,
There are nights the stabs in my back are from my own hand,
There are times, the boos in my ear were made in my mouth
There are moments...moments like today

There are days when the doubt comes from within,
There are nights the stabs in my back are from my own hand,
There are times, the boos in my ear were made in my mouth
There are moments...moments like today

Pardon me if I smell ashy, I've walked through fire
Forgive me if I look dirty, I've dug through earth
Sorry my clothes seem damp, I've been drowning in oceans

It seems no matter how early I am, its never quite my time -TY Poet

I live with 2 poles in my head, guess its a whole world up here
More than one, feels like Legion in my minds region
Inside voices whisper that I can't go on