I've lived most of my life
Not being able to trust myself.
Not thinking of the consequences i'll endure,

Going through the days ignoring my priorities.

But I have finally learnt to accept myself as I am,

And overcome the hardships of modern day horror,
That's our reality.


We were born with wings,
Yet prefer to crawl through our lives.
Crawl through our lives.


This is a trait,
I want to decompose.


I'm looking for an exit,
To find my way back home,

These revolving thoughts,
Trapped within my heart.


If I can't trust myself,
Then no one will ever gain my complete honesty,
This is a trait I want to decompose.

I want to decompose.

Enough of the bull%#@!,

It's time to start living.
Stop wasting away each day,
With aggression and anxiety.

Stop wasting away.