enough

I'm sitting here with you guys thinking that something's up. sitting here quietly as my bedroom door shuts. if you would help me blow up here that would be nuts. it's like a zombie an started ripping out your guts. in my head i wonder if ill ever be enough, if I'm not I guess it's going to be tough, the road in the past I've gone and has been rough, as you just sit in the doing nothing your parents call out your bluff, they ask you why you're in school why you doing all the stuff, sitting there asking yourself if you ever be enough.