Realistically
If I reflect will I lose the will to breathe
Spend endless nights
Worrying about
What will become of me
Will I grow old or will I die young
The few days I feel awake, will they soon be gone
I thrive
With music
That will colour my life
I thrive
Is it so bad
A life of being trapped
In my body, with this soul
A darkness out of my control
I feel so weak how can I grow strong
Endure this mental state and I won't last long
I thrive
With music
That will colour my life
I thrive
I thrive
I thrive