It's so easy to fall culprit to the pit of self doubt
To find yourself obsessing over the words you won’t spout
And instead of shout, they just churn in your mind
They wriggle and worm to what feels like the end of time
I wish it’d let go - I wish it would just leave
Wish I could shake the depreciation and somehow perceive
Myself in the way that I really should do now.
I don’t want to do this anymore, just beat myself down.
To worry about words, to worry about making a sound.
Instead of passively hum, I just want to scream it out loud.