Maybe it's time to see the world...

I don't know how else to put this. It's taking me so long to do this. I'm falling asleep and I can't see straight. My muscles feel like a melee, my body's curled in a U-shape. I put on my best, but I'm still afraid.

Propped up by lies and promises. Saving my place as life forgets. Maybe it's time I saw the world. I'm only here for a while. And patience is not my style, And I'm so tired that I got to go.

Where am I supposed to hide now? What am I supposed to do? Did you really think I wouldn't see this through? Tell me I should stick around for you. Tell me I can have it all. I'm still too tired to care and I got to go.