Snowballed frustration in waiting
Biding time is a quiet learning
I'm growing like a mountain's avalanche
Slowly, but powerfully
I used to think that nothing could hurt me
It's not my fault I didn't know
I was only learning
It's not my fault I didn't know
Well whose fault is it, though?
I feel like I can't be myself
Maybe I'll do something radical
Been feeling like this world needs me
Like Bigfoot needs more hair to stay warm
Convince myself to jump
Or hang on the edges of inaction
Back and forth on who I am