cling on

I'm not going to lie

I've been at the bottom

and still am

I'm to afraid to climb to the top

the weight of failure clings to my chest

pulling me to the bottom 

I know I deserve better but to afraid to show it

even though I know it 

there are these things that linger at the back of my mind

that won't give me anytime to think

but they know they should go away

way do I feel like a failure

I know I'm not