I feel a little lost, but that’s okay
I can make it another day
But everyday I wake I am in this room of white walls and I need room to breathe
But no one will let me out, no one will set me free

Instead I fight to maintain what makes me smile.
This fight has been going on for a while
Always afraid if I let go I’ll lose even more
I don’t have much else left to take in store

I know I mess up, I know I fail
But if I didn’t succeed to fail, I’ll always fail to succeed and prevail
Though the costs are so much, And there’s not much more they can take
Cause I’ve broken so much from my own mistakes

But now I need room to breathe, I really do!
Trust me these white walls would drive you crazy too!
I almost prefer the strict ways of Aurora to this, for at least they let me leave the room.
And there’s so much to do there that I don’t contemplate how I will meet my doom.

But I need room to breathe cause this life is suffocating.
Sitting at a desk with my work done, I stay waiting.
This is no life for someone my age.
Everyone else is out in the world exploring and finding their place.

Yet here I sit, empty and alone. My heart beat beginning to fade.
Wishing they would hear me and the words in which I say
But their parental instincts say locking me up is best.
Keeping me from the world that “I can’t handle” and telling me to rest.

I’m done resting for sleep is driving me mad!
My sweet dreams have now all gone bad.
My body is screaming, telling me it needs out.
And for now the only thing I can tell it is not to shout.

I need room to breathe or I’ll die from loss of breath
And that to me is not a peaceful death
But it’s ok, I understand
I guess I did get locked away by my own hand………