Don’t Crack

I fight, and I fight and I find I am alone.

After years of nodding I’m breaking and having

no mental home.

I please others but never look out

for myself.

Well, that’s all for that, I say.

That’s all for that.

Don’t crack.

When is the time to stand up and be all you?

When is the time to know that backing up isn’t the

thing we are gonna do?

You’re alone in the crowd

that you thought had your back.

So now is the time to move on and don’t crack.

Don’t crack.

This is all for so I don’t crack.

That is all for that so I don’t crack.

I was having a little hiss

Which I have already dismissed.

The walls caved in

But I was able to put them back.

And I’m not gonna crack

I’m not gonna crack

I am NOT gonna crack.

Now is the time to throw it all down.

Sick of the group

that wears a false, programmable crown.

Now that we see all the shamers, the kooks

and the clowns

trying real hard to keep most of us down.

Don’t crack; don’t crack.