Tiny Daggers

I tried to catch my breath

I'm tired of walking backwards, following nothing

I was overworked a

Nd I was underwhelmed I had no way of knowing

Which side are you on?

You tell me what I'm thinking; tell me how you're sleeping?

All your tiny daggers, trying to cut my words

I will stop at nothing, I will keep on running

I won't stop until you see what I am worth

I saw all your doubt

And that's how I worked out you're already numb

You thought I wouldn't notice, but don't push me too far

I won't look any further now

And which side are you on?

When all is stacked against you, there's nothing to hold on to

All your tiny daggers, they just made me worse

Now I answer to no one, won't end up how you've become

I won't stop until you see what I am worth