• In the long run
    I'll come up short
    Not enough to finish
    The race that could save myself

    Sometimes I wonder why I try
    To size up to the ones I look up to
    When I know in your eyes
    Im a 5 trying be a 9

    Some may not understand
    What this ink blot is expressing
    But ones who feel the same
    Wish I could say more

    Ever locked in this body
    Waiting for the days to creep by
    Even when i'm finally free
    I still won't be enough

    I won't be enough...
    The words are ringing in my ears
    The words are nawing at my soul
    The words are chilling me to the bone...

    I'll come up short
    I won't be much
    Soon enough I won't be enough
    Soon enough I won't be enough...