Coming Home

See Mom I Am Depressed 

Ik You'll Say I'm To Young And 

What Could Possibly Have Me So Stressed 

But The Truth Is I Cry Myself To Sleep

And All I Hope For Is Peace

 But I Keep My Feelings Discreet 

Cause I Don't Want Anyones Sympathy 

Sometimes My Anxiety Gets The Best Of Me 

Then Ik You'll Ask When i Got Anxiety 

But See Anxiety And Depression Are Now Apart Of Me 

But I Don't Wanna Cry Anymore 

Yet The More I Think the Harder i Fall To The Floor 

I Wonder Why I Can't Be Adored 

But Everything Isn't What It Seems 

And People Aren't Who They Pretend To Be 

When I Think I  Find My Happiness Somebody Brings Me To My Knees Everyone Thinks My Life Is A Breeze 

And That I Do This With Ease 

Honestly I'm Just Asking Please 

Please Save Me From My Own Anxiety 

Yes Ik That's Hard 

That's Like Asking Can You Save Me 

From Me 

Yes I'm Angry 

I Don't Want To Deal With This Alone 

But Everywhere I Turn There No Place To Go

I Overthink until I Almost lose A Chromosome 

So I Finally Decided To Come Home 

Mom I Am Depressed

And Ik I’m the only one who can fix this 

So I tried to become my own sis 

Self love is important and often we are blinded 

Blinded by things that make us absent minded 

This is where the growth starts 

By lovings yourself.. owning the art 

You’re glowing now .. you’re happy 

I just need to come home and love myself 

leaving this world to soon wouldn’t be a good book to have on my shelf ...

So I’m Here .. I’m Happy And I’m Changed