Falling Short
Sorry for acting out
Before now I never could speak up
Don't ever call me out
I feel invisible
I'm fumbling my own words
Pretending, screaming in my head
Just leave me here instead
Just leave me here instead
And I, I'm not cut out for this
Sometimes I can't get a grip
I'm not alright
And why is it so hard to find?
I fell short again this time
I'm not alright
Don't mean to brush you off
Cornered, like there was no way out
And if I opened up, what would I mean to you?
Would you still consider me to
Be one of your friends who
You could open up to?
Or would you just leave me here instead
And I, I'm not cut out for this
Sometimes I can't get a grip
I'm not alright
And why is it so hard to find?
I fell short again this time
I'm not alright
And I, I'm not cut out for this
Sometimes I can't get a grip
I'm not alright
And why is it so hard to find?
I fell short again this time
I'm not alright
Autor(es): Laura D'Urbano
