It's sad, to see me like that
No self-confidence, what about that?
Feel's like i'm gonna die from all this
Cry- Cry- Cry- Crying in my room
I hate to see me in the mirror
can't see it clearer, i just hate how i look
And my mind is controlling me
Telling me how to be
It's exausting...
If you could only imagine
All the things that are passing
Through my mind
You would cry, and lie, and die.
So many people pass through my life
Most of them leave without saying goodbye,
Why???
