I just can't make myself do what's right.

I've brought myself to the conclusion that I rather be anywhere but home. Actually if I could stay in my room, locked up in there, w/ my essentials I'd be just fine. If I were able to come and go as I please and still reside in my room w/ the things I need, I'd be just fine.

I'm not strong I only pretend to be. I hold my head high, chin up, and moving through the room. I am thee Arm Wrestle Champ of the world, well the Lightweight Arm Wrestle Champ. Never backing down from any challenge, you know, only if I know I'll win. Walking through this room with my chin up and with all the odds against me. I don't see it that way. All the confidence, zeal and strength. Took them out one by one without contemplating a single blow.

The best way I know of to win an argument is to start by being in the right.