The thoughts in my mind
Are circling around
Everywhere at once
Yet no where to be found

Suffocating is easier
Drowning is better
Running far away
Escaping the unfair

Don't want to die
Don't want to live
Don't want to be sad
Oh what we would give

To relieve the pressure
This constant ache
In our hearts, our souls
What will it take

For someone to hear
Our cries of distress
To lend a hand
To fix the mess

Slowly we mend
We turn the disaster
Into the strength we need
To become a master

We master our thoughts
We master our head
We master our soul
We learn to tread

The deep waters
Cease to scare us
After we learn to swim
There's no more fuss