now she's holding back everything she want to say guess she really didn't learn from just the other day she's so caught up in her ways and thinking that there's only her opinion she don't give a f*** what no one's got to say her insecurities won't bring her any nearer so why is she sitting putting on foundation and concealer she's so f****** stubborn she won't see it any clearer but she's so much more than what she see when she look in the mirror but all these thought she has they hold her back from seeing everyday and living it like it's the last I guess she's okay with it I ain't here to say s*** even if she hates it she don't try to get away from it why not I know it's hard I know it's not an overnight process only you can stop this only you can see that you wasting your days trying so hard to push these thoughts deeper into your brain it's like all I see is pain when I close my eyes it ain't nothing to gain so I don't know why this life ain't worth living this fight ain't a fight worth winning but every time it's the same damn place all these nightmares in the same damn face and they tell me the fears that I can't replace I am just a slave to my head