There are days I just wanna quit,
Throw it all away and crawl back into bed,
Cry out loud till its all clear and clean inside out.

Daily I try, to be a better me for you and for me,
Dragging myself from the sheets of comfort that cover me, I fight,
I fight everyday for the strength that helps me stand.

It's not easy, I'm barely alive somedays,
So please be kind to me, Atleast on those days let me be kind to myself.
It's not hard to be kind, is it ?