Breathing Deep

It seems almost like being judged is my fate...I'm human,the harder I try the worse it gets,the deeper I start to feel.I breathe deeply

People tell me that I can talk to them
but I don't belive it,I feel that everyone
is slowly turning against me.I try to
become optimistic but it's hard being joyful when UR suffering in quick sand.I breathe deeply

I pretend to ignore the dark voices
that tells me I'm not good enough,but
the more I fight it the louder the speakers go, I still have faith in what
I belive in,I know that if I keep pushing
that God will lead me to the path of feeling free, of having no shame,of becoming me,I breathe deeply

Every morning that I wake feels different... unusual,as I continue to proceed my day the part of me that still belives in myself is slowly being damaged,I'm young there are thing I shouldn't be worring about..I can't help it! I don't mean for them to be there they just are,and they don't just come nd go,they stay! and leave a scar,I breathe deeply