I confessed to the stuffed animal at the end of my bed,
That daddy doesn't come around,
That all the friends I gained I lost,
And the only one I have left is breaking me down,
Is this what life is?
Is this what He designed me for?

I'm just a kid,
And I already hate the world,
I'm just a kid,
And I hate my own reflection,
I'm just a kid,
Just a kid.

I confessed to the characters on the paper,
That the seasons grow lonelier,
That my name doesn't fit my brain,
And that I need someone to listen to me,
I build my life only to watch it crumble down,
I've learned that life is a bully on the playground,
Kicking over my sand castles and getting sand in my teeth.

I'm just a kid,
And I'm already lost all hope,
I'm just a kid,
And I already stopped believing in Him,
I'm just a kid,
Just a kid.

I confessed to my therapist in the chair,
That I'm sicker than I've ever been,
My flesh has been eroding away in chunks,
Leaving me with just a skeleton,
That my weeks feel like years,
And that the sun is always setting,
Leaving me on the brink of exhaling.

breathe.

breathe.

breathe.

And. Here in the dark I will park,
In my spot where I taught,
All my thoughts to flock,
Inside of my head when I'm in my bed,
But when the sun goes I'm not done,
For it's the night that brings me to fight,
Cause I'm never letting go before I have something to show,
Something to show that I've been through a war, Call fore!
My car's on fire so my time is dire,
Heart getting harder with each time I get farther,
From the state of mind that kept me bind,
To a wall to a constant fall,
Of which takes away the best of a day,
Not anymore, I promise, not anymore.