I wish I could explain
What it’s like waking up every day in pain.
Waking every day wishing I didn’t.
I don’t like to complain,
But it’s battering my brain,
And I’m not afraid to admit it.
Not one person can save
Me from the grave
Sin of worry and fear.
I wish that they could.
I think that they should.
But I won’t let anyone near.