I'm always walking on the edge
Just trying to make it by
I teeter on the brink of depression
And you try to knock me down
Just trying to swim through the sea of life
wanting to just survive the day
Below the surface you pull me down
I struggle to keep my head up
Trying to fly and stay of the ground
My fuel always close to empty
You try to shoot me down
Will I survive if I crash?
Why do you have to push me
fill me full of holes or drown me
I can't keep going on like this
Eventually you'll hit and thats it
I Heard That!
...my fuel almost close to empty... a favorite line among many here. This sounds like what a hero thinks about. Stay afloat ~A~