I Am No One - Counterparts

Every fucking day, I have to deal with the pressure I put on

myself, to outdo myself.

But I can’t ask for help, I can’t admit I’m weak.

I’m

going back on my words, I’m going back on who I used to be.

I can’t take it

anymore.

Every day I wage a war on myself because I’d rather die than let this

win over me.

I can’t let this win over me.

How can I be expected to help anyone

else, when I can’t even help myself?

Call me a hypocrite and I’ll be the first

one to agree.

I am no longer the prophet I once claimed to be.

I’m stuck

between trying to find where I stand, and what it is I stand for.

I am no one.