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Danger to Myself
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Personal (Melancholy) I'm feeling so lost;
I don't know myself anymore.
I dread my life every day,
and it's only getting worse.
I'm crumbling under my skin,
I hate the person I've become.
I'm crying, crying, crying,
crying out for help.
Can you hear me?
Is anyone listening?
I don't want to feel like this,
but it's all I've ever known.
I can't stand who I am,
waging war against the mirror.
I'm a danger to myself,
my worst enemy staring back.
I wish I could be someone else,
then maybe I could live with myself.
