What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Grow

Another night alone on a dark road somewhere far away from my home

The summer's on my mind, but it's far behind

Face in a sink reflects these caffienated insides

It's life scenarios you think of while you're alone and on my own

Like if my parents paid for everything I own I could be somewhere in a classroom taking notes

Of things that I already know, or think I do, what doesn't kill you makes you grow

This nine to five turns into twenty-four hours

It seems that sweet escape from this cold, dark prison is a dream

My priorities forgotten, stuck in a cycle on your knees

Deliver with spite to my friends, my enemies

Some days I stay and lie awake in bed just to breathe my quickened heartbeat

I hear noises overhead, this face isn't strong enough to sleep

I have a dream that I can sleep on my own

These days my pale reflection can't pretend that this is all I have to offer

I hear noises overhead, this throat isn't strong enough to scream

Or so it seems, cause now I scream on my own

This cup of coffee burning my insides and sip after sip

I grow and come to realize that this is moving on.