I Might Be Crazy
My insecurities and anxiety fight me daily
I'll admit that I might be crazy
But after a life of self-doubt I've been starting to like myself lately
So I'm not worried when they say he might be crazy
I'm learning to smile despite the fact I've only ever known sadness
I am who I am, and I'm starting to appreciate my own madness
I know I have some flaws, but I've never claimed to be perfect
I have the strength to fight my demons because I can write my pain in my verses
I won't lie, I've been immature with the way I've handled some things
most people run away from wasps, but I just look at it like I know I'll survive the sting
even when I act reckless I still feel safe
when I give my food for thought, I hope you like how the meal tastes
over time I learned to ignore keyboard warriors
They're the type to be home alone and get scared if there's no light in the corridor
They couldn't survive half of what I've suffered
When you grow up in foster care and your parents reject you, you'll realise you can survive anything without others
My insecurities and anxiety fight me daily
I'll admit that I might be crazy
after a life of self-doubt I've started to like myself lately
So I no longer care when people say that I might be crazy
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