I've got so far to go
to make things work out like I'd planned
I thought I had it once
but now I've got to start over again
I've burned so many bridges,
built up so many walls
convinced that I was strong enough
to support it all by myself
never asked for help
from anyone else
I've got so far to go to
to make things work out like I'd planned
losing so much ground
and it's too late to start over again
I just can't keep my head up
out of my hands
I'm finding it harder to control reactions
in a world where your kind exists
every time I reach out to try to shake a hand
I can't keep myself from clenching my fist