The more I sweat it out, the better I feel.

The more I work it out, the better I feel.

The more I write it down, the better I feel.

The deeper I feel, the quicker I empathize.

The deeper I feel, the less ego I posses.

The deeper I feel, the less I defend.

I’m realizing now, I’ve made it all about me.

I’m realizing now, my own selfishness.

I’m realizing now, the plank is in my own eye.

There is no way out, until the end.

There is no way out, until you quit.

There is no way out, infinite cycles.

I’m running out of steam, time for a rest.

I’m running out of steam, time for a change.

I’m running out of steam,