How can it be that I need to figure out what I want in life already?
My life isn't over and hasn't even begun

I feel the pressure as if someone is pushing my ribs into my chest
I want to live

Why do I feel the need to satisfy someone's needs before my own?
My life isn't over and hasn't even begun

I feel lack of air in my windpipe as if I'm taking my last breath
I want to live

Let me be, who I am and want to become.