we’re slowly drowning 

in our self-hate

got so much ahead

but nothing feels great 

how are you? they ask 

i’m fine, we say

but inside we’re breaking 

day after day 

so full of ourselves

but empty as well

don’t think we can trust 

got no one but us 

all the drugs and tears 

hiding the fears

think no one can see 

all our misery 

and sometimes we’re right 

we’re alone in the fight

they call us dramatic

when we’re really just panicked 

therapy failed

the bruises are back

i don’t think i can exhale 

and my smile has cracked 

and all the words they yell 

that tell us we’re worthless 

a disappointment they tell 

why do we act so reckless? 

we try to fit in

make some fake friends 

show some more skin

and keep up with the trends

in the end though

none of it matters

i’m always unhappy

and my heart always shatters

i wish i could believe 

that people cared for me 

but when i close my eyes 

i can not deny 

that my mind is the monster 

and it’s eating me alive