Nothing I do will ever be good enough for you.

There's always something wrong

Something that aint perfect

And you keep sabotaging me

I can't go on like this:

how am I supposed to get better when I crumble under the slightest pressure?

And anything that goes wrong disturbs my aura?

I cannot breathe when my expectations are suffocating me

I can't live up to this my perseverance is a miss

Crushed under the weight of my self-depreciation

There is no cure for this and time is running out

the sand is sinking in so ill grab onto this

Something that I can believe in

and hope it never breaks

And I'll pull myself out of quick sand