my story

When I was twenty, I might've felt the same

But almost thirty now I know I'm not to blame

Because my ego wrote the story and it believes every line

And my little inner child just wants you to hear her cry

Mm-mm

Around eleven when I first wanted to die

Didn't even have the words for suicide

Guess there should be a trigger warning

But if you get me, you know why

'Cuz depression is a bitch, it's friend anxiety's a lie