Falling From Grace

Visions a blur, pulps dilated, room I’m in is spinning
Finally begin to focus, remembering my life’s sinking
Remember the past, weight resting on my shoulders
Growing up at home we was treated like toy soldiers

Discipline was paramount, father only wanted the best
Anything below wasn’t good enough my life was a test
Was running before I was walking, was pushed to soon
Dad wanted me to live his dreams so now I’m consumed

Overwhelmed by the pressure fatigue starts to creep in
I started to fake injuries, now all my actions are in sin
The lies I conjured up are starting to take its toil on me
I’ve started forgetting where they begin or what i'm to be

I ended up talking to a few people about my dilemma
Steroids was handed over, my head started to tremor
Dad soon found out, he kicked me out now life’s bleak
I have fallen from grace & now dad and I never speak