Am I good enough to do this? Strong enough? I ask myself when I stare down the mirror.. My head becomes clearer when I say yes. I know I fall as I fall to the best.. It’s quite clear that I only know this when my past pushes me even more. To the points A and B You know me, I’m only here cause I chose to be. I’m good enough.. I got this. No need to tell me, Baby I been doing this forever, it seems. There’s a possibility, my voice is too shy But that’s alright Im doing it my way, my ability is how I’ll shine. The crowds are loud, And I’m scared as hell. I’m private going public They’ll hear me out I’m nervous Yeah Do I really even wanna do this? That’s how I know I’m doing something right. Pushing harder to be heard So you know me inside and out. I’ll keep going, there’s not much stopping me. I tell myself keep pushing, they’ll say things but you do it for yourself They don’t know a thing so keep it up They’ll weed themselves out. You’ll see, you gotta keep going despite the hate, the games they all play.. head up.