I will hold on to you,
Because I am a little unsteady,
From this game of tag.

The game where you run from the people,
And tell yourself your not good enough.

Don't we people  have a secret weapon,
A secret boundary.
We'll put it up, block the words,

Better get yourself out there,
And do the best you can,
Because you only get one shot,
At a first impression.

Just hope you do well,
And maybe they will ignore you.