Took a turn, left my town, struck out on my own
Looking for a new life, looking for a home
It didn't take me long to find my place
New friends by my side, it's like I had it made
The white rage on my mind started to fade
I enjoyed making memories and mistakes
Drowned myself in alcohol and walked through flames
Touched the sky, jumped the moon
And laughed when I fell flat on my face
I took a walk with someone and we talked for a minute
Long story short his life was better when I wasn't in it
And when I cried my best friends held the bucket for my tears
Went for a run, kissed the sun, felt him on my skin
Still don't know where the end is, or the beginning
Asking a question doesn't always mean the answer appears
I wrote a line, wrote a rhyme, scratched it out and tried again
I know I'll make it sound okay one day but I don't know when
I didn't know who I was and maybe I still don't
I'm doing things a little different now and I own it
It's not a perfect method, not an equation
But hey, fake it 'till you make it
I'm not a winner, not a loser, maybe somewhere in between
I talk fast, walk slow, get lost in my daydreams
When it comes to self-awareness I'm not as clueless as I seem
I got flaws, you can count 'em but you might get bored
Besides, when the dust settles who's keeping score?
Just 'cause I'm fighting battles doesn't mean I'm in a war
I might be down, but that's okay, I'm still moving forward
Might be behind, or underneath, or too far to one side
But I guess if I just keep on looking up I'll get by