V1: I wake up every day to the mess, I feel and I don't wanna get dressed, I hate school ever since my best left, I the bathroom door and take a deep breath, Every is the same routine, I brush my teeth, make sure my is clean, I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and it me, The prospect of leaving room really daunts me, I'm panicking now, I worry til my hurts, I feel trapped, short of breath and I'm scared, It gets worse and I'm really dizzy now, I'm on my way to school, didn't leave the house, I up to form, 10 minutes late, Teachers shouting at me, this is great, I bite my tongue, stay quiet, I don't fight, This is me. to my life
V2 Every morning is the routine, I my teeth, make sure my face is clean, I catch a glimpse of in the mirror and it haunts me, The prospect of leaving this room daunts me, I'm now, I worry til my tummy hurts, I feel trapped, of breath and I'm running scared, It gets and I'm feeling really dizzy now, I'm on my way to school, didn't leave the house, I up to form, 20 minutes late, shouting at me! Nah not today, I'm gettin sick of it, isn't my fault, I push the desk, stand up, lad I'm off, to the toilets, I'm sick physically, I tell them I'm but no one ever listens to me, And all the call me names, say that I'm a freak, I guess I'm not normal. But is me.
V3 I to go through the same routines, In a war with since my early teens, battling to cope with my every day life, When anxieties gripped, they me tight, I was afraid, ashamed, made the grade, My decayed by my minds blockade, I every single day but nothing ever changed, 'Til I learnt the symptoms that I displayed, Every time I got it was Fight or flight, But I made the to take back my life, So now I write for them kids that relate, For the who are living it, each an every day, In the when you get up, tell yourself your beautiful, you believe it or not, tell yourself it's true, Get that chin up kid, see it thru, You can kick anxiety I kicked it too.