promising to be okay gets draining
pretending I love myself is hard
every day constantly trying my hardest
for poeple to look down on my effort
I escaped the grave and took a deal
a deal where I have to live locked in my mind
for the rest of my life
with myself
as much as ive grown to love myself
there is always that part of me
the part that needs medication
the part that is hurting
the part that can never fully be healed
