Shout Out

How do I make it out?

I'm always naked, how do I take the doubt?

Shout out to the maker that's making me shout out in anger.

I'm breaking the drought, drowned out my awakening.

I'm a failure awake to the crowd and their ways to break through the gate in the clouds.

I don't relate when they say a savior will save me just wait for the sounds.

I'll wait for the day to change and embrace for the clowns.