I want you to know that it’s not what you think.
I know it seems like I’m not even trying.
I know you think I’ve given up.
I know I don’t seem like I’m fighting.
But sweetheart if you could see inside of me, you’d see her.
Someone trying to claw her way out
Someone at war with her demons
Someone screaming for help
Someone who has been doing this for awhile
Someone who is running out of strength.
So tell her she’s weak.
Because she already knows it to be true.
She knows she is fighting a battle she’s losing.
So you tell me who’s given up
After you’ve spent a day where even breathing takes the life out of you.