Comfort Zone

In my comfort zone best when I'm alone
Break thru the surface show that I've grown
Don't want the unknown fine with what Ive known
Lately I've been feeling like some sorta drone
All I do is wake up then I start to fake love
Smile at everyone but I really wanna break stuff
Just doing what I've been told
Every day more life gets stole
Scared to change lanes can't tell who's driving
My goals feel like a stain on the wall siding
Don't know what I seek but I feel something hiding
Ever If I had a map I'd still need help finding
My sense of purpose is my life worth it
I'm trying to dive deep but I can't break the surface
Just a lil nervous won't find what I search of
I hate that my precious time is for purchase

Stuck in the same place is this a race
Trying to handle this shit with grace
Retrace my steps back to a place
Where there a was a real smile on my face
Stuck in the same place is this a race
Trying to handle this shit with grace
Retrace my steps back to a place
Where there a was a real smile on my face

Every step feel like I'm going backwards
Trying to put some realness in abstract words
Maybe my habits are contributing factors
Trying to say a lil more than that hurts
I'm not a poet and God do I know it
Limited in speech but I try not to show it
Stutter a lil bit don't know where I'm going
Try to do my best and not stop the flowing
But my well is all tapped out
My strength is all sapped out
My brain is all capped out
My fate is all mapped out
At least that's how it feels
Don't know all the deteels
At least this feels kinda reel
Don't trust God he conceals

Stuck in the same place is this a race
Trying to handle this shit with grace
Retrace my steps back to a place
Where there a was a real smile on my face
Stuck in the same place is this a race
Trying to handle this shit with grace
Retrace my steps back to a place
Where there a was a real smile on my face

I feel like I hit a plateau
Couldn't tell you where I'm at tho
I keep feeling like I'm bad tho
I keep feeling like a fad tho
Is the ceiling what I'm meant to hit
Am I crouching down just to fit
Do I do them a favor when I sit
Don't help anyone when I quit
Suffering for decisions I made years ago
So much progress left I got years to go
Sprouting like a tree I got years to grow
The pressure mounting i got no years to blow
Will I break the glass is this an emergency
Will I take the task with some urgency
Will I break all of the curses laid on me
Will I take the task for the greater me