Every time I think You’ll grow out of it It’s just a phase What are you so unhappy about You’re broken, somethings wrong Will you actually do it, Pull the trigger I want help, but I can’t tell They’ll put me away, safe Ashamed of who I am What do I need Could it be better Why can’t I just be happy Is this what I really want Some days yes, some days it’s completely opposite But would I be happy with the latter If it’s real I want to die What a disappointment I am