I'm An Artiste

I've been an artiste, feels like forever
It's fun most of the time
But I can't deny, hmm

One day it's good and it's coming together
The next day, it falls apart
But I have got the heart

Oh, who am I tryna prove it to?
When every line ain't making sense to use

I'm lying here so tired and uninspired
All my music just don't sound the same
Am I over my head?
I know I've felt some things for far too long
But none of these words can put them into songs
I'll face it
Now I'm just stuck writing this

I'm tired of fumbling and going in circles
Am I fighting with fire
While I'm deep in the water? Hmm

When I stayed up late 'til the morning arrives
Can't complete these songs even if I tried
I'm tryna tell the truth
But is it getting through?

Oh, who am I tryna prove it to
When every line ain't making sense? No

I'm lying here so tired and uninspired
Second guessing everything today
I mean, what do I say?
Am I over my head?

Got these doubts, these thoughts that don't belong
But it's like I'm meant to put them into song
I'll face it
But now I'm stuck writing

This might be a huge mistake
But this still has to be said
If it feels right then it's okay
But fuck it, put it up anyway

I think too much, am I enough?
Am I too tough on myself?
Who cares if they rhyme, if the hook's okay?
But fuck it

I'm lying here so tired and uninspired
All my music just don't sound the same
Am I over my head
'Cause I know I felt some things for far too long
But none of these words can put them into songs
I'll face it
Now I'm just stuck writing this