You've been silent too long,
finding yourself in songs,
you want to cope with THC,
why couldn't you just believe in me?
you've been through a lot,
some would say too much,
I'd say not enough.
Well God's taught me an awful lot,
so tell me why I feel awful a lot,
I've been blessed with too much,
so tell me why it's never enough,
I've tried being sober,
but why do I still wake up feeling hungover,
I'm happy, we're happy,
I don't need drugs or therapy,
so why does she always take care of me,
I only cry when she's there to see,
I wanna die but lord knows what that even means,
I feel helpless and confused,
but only a ***** know what a ***** gotta do.
Your parents taught you how to be grateful,
and your self-hate is simply distasteful,
you're proud but don't know your own worth,
you preach but don't read your own words,
your potential is limitless,
yet everyone knows but you,
why can't you focus,
focus on your health,
and ask for the help you need.