• Question Existing

    Take off my shirt. Loosen the buttons
    and undo my skirt, Stare at myself in the mirror
    Take me apart peace by peace, Sorrow decrease
    Pressure release, I put in work
    Did more than called upon, More than deserved
    When it was over, Did I wind up hurt (Yes)
    But it taught me before a decision ask this question first

    Who am I living for?
    Is this my limit, Can I endure somemore
    Chances are given, Question Existing
    Who am I living for?
    Is this my limit, Can I endure somemore
    Chances are given, Question Existing

    Take off my cool, show them that
    under here, I'm just like you
    Do the mistakes, I may make me a fool
    Or a human with loss, and if that I'm loss
    Round of applause, Take the abuse
    Sometimes it feels like they want me to lose
    It's entertainment is that an excuse? (No)
    But the question that lingers whether win or lose

    Who am I living for?
    Is this my limit, Can I endure somemore
    Chances are given, Question Existing
    Who am I living for?
    Is this my limit, Can I endure somemore
    Chances are given, Question Existing

    Dear Diary,
    And to all them
    Entertaining is something I do for a living
    It's not who I am, I'd like to think that I'm pretty normal,
    I laugh, I get mad, I hurt, I think
    I suck sometimes,
    But when you're in the spotlight,
    Everything seems good,
    Sometimes I feel like i have it worse cause I have to always keep my guard up,
    I don't know who to trust, I don't know who wants to date me for who I am,
    Or who wants to be my friend for who I really am,

    Who am I living for?
    Is this my limit, Can I endure somemore
    Chances are given, Question Existing
    Who am I living for?
    Is this my limit, Can I endure somemore
    Chances are given, Question Existing