Gap Year

I thought that I had learned how to defend myself

But I'm an infant in the dark

And every time I come alive, I'm pulled aside

And a voice tells me that it's gonna be too hard

Hard, hard

I thought that someday I would wake up feeling different

I still don't have a credit card

I'm hollowed out from all the failures that compound

Just to remind me it will always be too hard

Hard, hard

Hard, hard

Heavier than concrete and I shook the ground with every somersault

And so I threw away all of the things I didn't need

Sometimes it feels like everyone I know has learned all of the steps

And I'm just stumbling, wondering if it will ever be

Ever be less hard

Hard, hard

Hard, hard