Question Existence

Take off my shirt Loosen the buttons And undo my skirt Stare at myself In the mirror Pick me apart piece by piece Sorrow decrease Pressure release I put in work Did more than called upon More than deserved When it was over Did I wind up hurt? Yes But it taught me Before a decision Ask this question first: Who am I living for? Is this my limit? Can I endure some more Chances I'm given Question existing Who am I living for? Is this my limit Can I endure some more Chances I'm given? Question Existing Take off my cool Show them that under here I'm just like you Do the mistakes I make Make me a fool? Or a human with flaws Admit that I'm lost Round of applause Take the abuse Sometimes it feels like they want me to lose It's entertainment - Is that an excuse? No But the question that lingers Whether win or lose, is: Who am I living for? Is this my limit? Can I endure some more Chances I'm given Question existing Who am I living for? Is this my limit Can I endure some more Chances I'm given? Question Existing Dear Diary This is Robin Entertaining is something I do for a living This is not who I am I like to think that I'm pretty normal I laugh I get mad I hurt I think I suck sometimes When you're in the spotlight Everything seems good Sometimes I feel like I have it worse 'Cause I have to always keep my guard up I don't know who to trust I don't know who wants to date for who I am Or who wants to be my friend For who I REALLY am Who am I living for? Is this my limit? Can I endure some more Chances I'm given Question existing Who am I living for? Is this my limit Can I endure some more Chances I'm given? Question Existing