Looking at myself in the mirror
Will I ever be okay?
Wishing everything could be clearer
There's nothing left to say
Spend my whole life wishing
I could be someone else
Losing sense of feelings,
Drowning
The old me is put back on the shelf
Hating everything about me,
Wish I could crawl into a hole
I'm not good enough for anyone,
This lifetimes getting old
I can't even stand to talk anymore
Who would want to hear what I have to say?
I've been struggling inside my own mind
For five years and a day
The fight is getting harder
I think I've nearly lost
I could give up, stop trying
But what would be the cost?
I want things to get better
I need to get some help
But it's hard to fix your problems
When the problem is yourself
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