It's a battle cry , battle cry  It's an vicious cycle called fighting to die  Making war with our lives    My tears drowning inside   anxiety gasping for air , I struggle to cry , thoughts overflowing my mind to leak out till my blood is dry  My  nose to the pen like it's cocaine lines  Overdosing my brain with thoughts I hide  I complicate the simplest things ,I can't decide  I over analyze till I'm indesivse like is it worth to live or die