baby steps

Everyday tough but im still present

Witness so much try and hold me down

Around them we get close and i get to pretending

Its nothing that i say that let them figure me out

Find the present in the pain

Looking at the ground

Before my adolescent days sitting in a cloud

Representing me i aint looking through a crowd

Cannot a team im who name i gotta shout

Ploughing through the worst you in the road then you cannot get offended

Pothole

Try and flip the whip