Why does it need to be so hard?
All of my good memories are suddenly scarred.

The battle in my mind is a constant war.
Maybe I want less, but maybe I want more.

I'm always confused, I cant make up my mind.
Nobody cares when I cant decide.

When they see I feel anxious, they don't think about it twice.
They don't understand the way my mind fights.

Always living in fear, that you'll do something wrong.
They think you're ok but you're already gone.

My stomach hurts and now I cant breathe.
What happened to the girl who used to live with ease?

Slowly you start to fade away.
It seems that today is never your day.