V1: I up every day to the same mess, I sick and I don't wanna get dressed, I hate school ever since my friend left, I lock the bathroom door and a deep breath, Every morning is the routine, I brush my teeth, make sure my is clean, I catch a glimpse of myself in the and it haunts me, The prospect of leaving room really daunts me, I'm panicking now, I worry til my hurts, I trapped, short of breath and I'm running scared, It gets worse and I'm feeling dizzy now, I'm on my way to school, wanna leave the house, I turn up to form, 10 late, Teachers at me, this is just great, I bite my tongue, quiet, I don't wanna fight, This is me. Welcome to my
V2 morning is the same routine, I brush my teeth, sure my face is clean, I catch a glimpse of in the mirror and it haunts me, The prospect of leaving this room really me, I'm now, I worry til my tummy hurts, I trapped, short of breath and I'm running scared, It gets worse and I'm feeling dizzy now, I'm on my way to school, didn't leave the house, I up to form, 20 minutes late, Teachers at me! Nah not today, I'm gettin of it, this isn't my fault, I push the desk, stand up, lad I'm off, Straight to the toilets, I'm physically, I tell them I'm sick but no one listens to me, And all the kids call me names, say I'm a freak, I guess I'm not normal. But is me.
V3 I used to go through the routines, In a war myself since my early teens, Always battling to cope my every day life, When anxieties gripped, they me tight, I was afraid, ashamed, never the grade, My existence decayed by my blockade, I prayed single day but nothing ever changed, 'Til I about the symptoms that I displayed, Every time I got scared it was or flight, But I made the to take back my life, So now I write songs for kids that relate, For the ones who are living it, each an day, In the morning when you get up, tell your beautiful, you believe it or not, tell yourself it's true, Get that chin up kid, see it thru, You can kick anxiety cause I it too.