
Two steps forward, one step back,
It’s still one step forward, though I lose track.
Baby steps, baby steps, keep trudging along;
Baby steps, baby steps, till I ring that gong.
Lying to you to lie to myself
Cause I don’t wanna dust the cobwebs off that shelf.
Probably need to go to therapy,
Don’t wanna admit that I struggle taking care of me.
Don’t wanna admit, don’t wanna commit
But I have to do something, put on that boxing mitt.
Gotta be open, stop the lies, stop the fears;
Scared to mess it up again, there’s been too many tears.
Shut down, run away, self-destruct, replay
It’s all I've ever known, but I know the cycle must stop someday.
What future will I have? What life could we build?
I just know I won’t find out being this weak-willed.
Baby steps, baby steps, keep trudging along;
Baby steps, baby steps, till I ring that gong.
About the Creator
Cheyenne Harbison
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