I feel myself changing. I feel myself slipping. I know I will, I always fall. I’m not ready for this. Please, can you just take me back? Back to when I felt safe.

I’m too scared of myself, and how I’ll mess things up. This is getting to be too much. Don’t you see? I need you.

I don’t want to fail. I don’t want to be weak. I used to be so strong. I used to be unafraid.

This isn’t what I planned. I can’t tell if I’ll make it out alive. Please come down here and help me. Cause this great big world has taken a toll, a toll on me.