I do my best to look without flinching. but it's so hard. Sometimes it feels like all of me is pointed as and they say "Yes, that. Change all of that"
That's my soul and it's not a perfect soul.
It's my modus operandi and its not perfect.
It's me and that's not perfect. But it's all the me I've got. It's all the me I've known
But then I think, man... get over yourself. Remember the red queen
