I’m sick of feeling sick. my worries. my apathy. and it is bringing me down. I’m scared so scared to death, when will these fears come to an end. will I ever calm down. life ain?t fun anymore. where is he, the one I was before. let’s go back, when waking up felt safe to me. I know that I’ll meet myself again. rejecting what I fear I’ll run away, I’ll hide my tears. if only I could be strong, I would really like to be headstrong.