I spent my whole life trying to be perfect Role model to my brother Pride and joy of my mother, I felt Entitled to success, cause I deserved it Worked harder than anyone else That’s what I kept telling myself I put so much pressure on, and thought by now I’d be a diamond Look at all that wasted potential Did you really think you were special? Like damn. I really don’t want to die trying I’ve had enough I’m good enough Just wanted you all to relate to me I just can’t help but feel I’m always on to the next Running, running I don’t know if I can do this I’m terrified Maybe I, maybe I’m talking to myself Loosen up a little bit It’s never been that serious Try to have some fun with it Don’t be such a perfectionist