I don't understand
Happiness shouldn't be this hard to achieve
I'm still hiding cuts under my sleeve
From pink to red to white
This it the toughest battle I"ve ever had to fight
My ribs are nothing but an empty cage
There's a hole in my chest where my heart burns up with rage
I'm never talking about my emotions
But everyday I just feel broken
I think I'm depressed but I can't find a meaning
I'm sitting in my room wishing I were screaming
I have all these worries cause it feels like nothing's gonne cure me
It's like I'm drowning in my mind because of thoughts that are never kind
It's crazy that I can't find the strength to smile
You don't have any stress is the only thing I hear because I'm a child
"Your not suicidal" I think you're just in denial
I don't understand why everyday I'm fighting for my survival
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