Breathe in, Breathe out
Why the hell
Do you worry about
What others think of you?
Get up, move on
Don't let them
Drag you along
Their road of misery.

And they say
You're never gonna make it
You're never gonna find it
That sweet love
You're wanting oh
Girl just give it up.

Cause, you aren't good enough
Girl you should wander off
No one wants a mind like yours, oh no
Cause your lips aren't sweet enough
Oh girl just give it up
You're never gonna find someone
Who wants to love you.

Bruised heart, solemn eyes
Little girl wanting to know why
She is the way she is.
Shaking hands, trembling knees
Begging herself just to leave
But she couldn't move.

And now she's
Lost to the wilderness
Made up of emptiness
But she doesn't want to live
Here anymore.

So she's standing tall
Against her fears
She's gonna get out of here
And she wont let them
Hurt her anymore.

Breathe in, breathe out
She finally knows
What she's about.
Head held high
Shoulders squared
Now she knows
She never belonged there.

-ARI

Those three little words
Like surgical wire
Sewing my heart to your shirt
As they waltzed from my lips.

When our backs turned
I was left the shredded remains
Of my once vibrant soul.
You were left a tattered shirt.

-ARI

I once had a friend
Who was afraid to die.
That very same friend
Was afraid of life.

I once had a friend
Who hated herself.
That very same friend
Loved everyone else.

I once had a friend
Whos soul had unraveled.
That very same friend
Had often traveled.

I once was a friend...

-ARI

I lost who I am
In a sea of religion.
As the sharks made
From scriptures
Tore my limbs apart.

-ARI

I
want my-
No. I need
My voice to be
Heard by any soul inclined to listened.

-ARI

Anxiety has an army
She's marching through my head.
She's twisting up my body
I swear she wants me dead

She's climbing down my throat;
She's wrapped around my spine.
She whispers in my ear
"Your souls forever mine"

Anxiety has a song
Of harsh and dreadful laughter.
A voice that tells your story
As unhappily ever after.

She'll rock your broken mind
Until all you do is sleep.
She'll dig her nails into your head
For your joys she craves to reap.

ARI