Every night, I cry myself to sleep.
With all the problems I'm facing, I wonder, will I ever be freed from them? Should I run from them, should I face them or should I let them be?
Every night, I doubt myself.
With all the insecurities inside, I wonder, will all of these go away? Should I ignore them, should I accept them or should I let them ruin me?
Every night, I ask myself: "Am I even worth it?"
With all the pressure and comparison I receive, I wonder, will they ever stop? Should I disappoint them, should I meet their expectations or should I let them bother me endlessly?
Every night, I let myself die.
With everything messed up, I wonder, will I ever survive? Should I try to be stronger, should I wallow in despair or should I not wake up tomorrow morning?
