If we're taking our medicine
Then why do we still feel sick?
If we're practicing self-love
Why won't the message stick?
If we're making new friends
Why are we still sitting alone?
If we're happy with this guy
Then why do we sit and stare at the phone?
If you are happy and you know it
I want to see you show it
And if you are healthy and you're growing
I want to see you hoping
For a new day knowing
That you are goddamn worthy of loving
But if we're drinking our tonic
Of self-loathing and shame
How do we expect to keep living
Off the toxic fumes of blame?
If we want to be happy and well
Isn't it about damn time to climb out of hell?
