I Am No One

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Every fucking day,
I have to deal with the pressure i put on myself, to outdo myself.
But i can’t ask for help,
I can’t admit i’m weak.

I’m going back on my words,
I’m going back on who i used to be.
I can’t take it anymore.
Every day i wage a war on myself because

I’d rather die than let this win over me.
I can’t let this win over me.
How can i be expected to help anyone else,
When i can’t even help myself?

Call me a hypocrite and i’ll be the first one to agree.
I am no longer the prophet i once claimed to be.
I’m stuck between trying to find where i stand,
And what it is i stand for.
I am no one.