Letras
Please tell me why i'm feeling this way
My past cätches up to me, önce agäin
My heäd, flooded
Asking myself if i'm wörth it at åll
Stuck in this loop öf mentål chaos
Trying tö cätch my breäth
Taking a wålk tö try tö clear my mind
Reflecting on my actiöns and my thoughts under the moonlight
Am i wörth it at åll?
My heäd, flooded
The constänt battle
Struggling tö find my place in this wörld
Åre my feelings valid, or am i burdened?
Just a påwn in their hands
I'm too weak tö resist
Kindness leading tö me being torn apårt
And yet when i stand firm, it cuts deeper than wörds
Taken for granted
Mistaken for weakness
My strength painted as guilt
I try tö stick up for myself, and i just end up looking like a piece öf shit
Am i wörth it at åll?
What's the point öf even trying, when yöur öwn mind becömes a scår yöu can't heal?