Bait के बोल

Sometimes I feel a little insecure. Sometimes I feel my intentions never pure. Right now I fear that I won't be good enough. I get like this every now and then. my knees are bruised when times are tough. Hurry up before it's too late. Take my hand before it's too late. I used to feel like the fish you were trying to catch... But now I feel like the bait. The knots in my rope unravel in my grip. Trying so hard to climb up but I still slip. The world that surrounds me biting at my skin. Your hook's in my mouth, I feel like I'm drowning, the mouth of my pride is about to take me in. Can you save me?