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