Dear God, please hear me out
I know it's been a couple years
Since I've reached out and said hello
I bet you're wondering why I keep
Obsessing on and stressing all the little things
When I should be living life and soaking up the memories
I know I've been selfish, I have
No excuse to give you, it's true
Hanging by a thread's how I live
I don't know why, but I feel more comfortable
Living in my agony
Watching my self-esteem go up in flames, acting like I don't
Care what anyone else thinks
When I know truthfully that that's the furthest thing from how I
Feel, but I'm too proud to open up and ask you
To pick me up and pull me out this hole I'm trapped in
The truth is I need help, but I just can't imagine
Who I'd be if I was happy
Yeah, been this way so long
It feels like something's off when I'm not depressed
I got some issues that I won't address
I got some baggage I ain't open yet
I got some demons I should put to rest
I got some traumas that I can't forget
I got some phone calls I've been avoiding
Some family members I don't really connect with
Some things I said, I wish I woulda not let slip
Some hurtful words that never shoulda left my lips
Some bridges burned, I'm not ready to rebuild yet
Some insecurities I haven't dealt with, yes
I'll be the first to admit that I'm a lonely soul
And the last to admit I need a hand to hold
Losing hope, heading down a dangerous road
Strange, I know, but I feel most at home when I'm—
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Living in my agony
Watching my self-esteem go up in flames, acting like I don't
Care what anyone else thinks
When I know truthfully that that's the furthest thing from how I
Feel, but I'm too proud to open up and ask you
To pick me up and pull me out this hole I'm trapped in
The truth is I need help, but I just can't imagine
Who I'd be if I was happy
Don't know what's around the bend
Don't know what my future is
But I can't keep on living in—
Living in my agony
Watching my self-esteem go up in flames, acting like I don't
Care what anyone else thinks
When I know truthfully that that's the furthest thing from how I
Feel, but I'm too proud to open up and ask you
To pick me up and pull me out this hole I'm trapped in
The truth is I need help, but I just can't imagine
Who I'd be if I was happy
If I was happy
If I was happy
