it's eating at me inside
i'm not sure i'll survive,
maybe you'll see the pain in my eyes?

the words are at the tip of my tongue,
my tears threatening to spill,
i take a deep breath and then I begin
this story of why i'm tired

i'm looking at you with hope in my eyes
maybe you'll save me from it all?

but you look at me with nothing but disgrace in your eyes
as your words start to eat me alive

'you are a teenage girl, naivety fresh in your mind,
you haven't seen the world yet,
how will you survive?'

i'm sitting in stress
anxiety next,
fear aching through my body

i just want you to know that this is the best
you'll ever get to know me.