Up to Me

Just getting my thoughts on paper during French class.

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I'm here staring at this blank page
It seems like I can never fill it in time
I know it's my own fault
If only I tried harder or gave it my all
But I'm still afraid
Because even that might not work
I'm afraid I might try and fail
I might make it and fall
I could see it and be disappointed
But which is worse?
To fall from so high up,
Or to hit rock bottom never having flew?
Well it's too late to find out
'Cause I'm already falling
I'd already climbed so high
Don't look down!
It's time to open my eyes and save myself
I can't hide for much longer
I can either find it or it can find me
It's all on me, what'll it be?