Walk, walk, walking
Through dust and storm soaking
Wet in fear I tear down my walls
Breaking apart the lies, truth is what I call

A gentle reminder for my heart
Fluttering in my throat
Am I loved or not?
Beautiful or ugly but these are my thoughts

Am I worthy, can I really be at top
Listings of friends, high fives and bops
Am I really one to turn to when the sky...