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Sometimes I feel so sure.
Then I'm just not.
I wish I could do everything.
But no matter how hard I try I always miss something.
No matter how high I get.
It's just further for me to fall.
Why do I bother climbing?
I'm never going to escape.
But I always try.
I scrap and I cling to anything,
That might lift me up.
But when that gone theres nothing to support me.
And I just fall right back down.
There is no one there to support me.
I wonder why.
When I cling to them simply to stay happy.
I want to stay that way.
But I never do.
Why?