Those moments in life
Where you just can't breathe
So you start from the trunk
And climb high on the trees
Hoping for a break
Or at least a release
Just something to calm down
Just try to be free

Anxiety has a hold on me
And it's not alone
Depression is its brother
And I'm on my own

It's a 2 vs 1
And I'm losing the fight
Got the scripts from my doc
And I think I just might

But when it comes down to it
That'll never be me
I've stuck with it this long
So why should I leave

Home isn't home
But the worlds there to discover
Maybe It'll get better
When I find that special other

You're perfect, let's start there
Your eyes, your smile, your perfect blonde hair

I'm scared to see what you'd say
If I'm honest, you'll run far away.

Frankly, I'm just not good enough
No diamomd, just rough

Your type you say so simply
Is the complete opposite of me

Thin, tall, blonde, perfect
I'm short, fat, brunette, not worth it

If only you could see the inside of me.

He invited butterflies when he started
and
turned them into moths when he finished
*using me

Do you ever feel alone?
Not just alone, but
...alone.

Everything is kind of empty,
and you can't quite feel whole.
Sure, there are people around,
but you don't really feel there,
or maybe it's they who aren't there.

It's not just alone,
it's *lonely.

Now I know.

Trust falling on a daggers edge.
Will leave a deeper wound,
when you reach the end.