As sure as the sun would rise and fall each intolerable day, my faith in myself would fail
So, every chance I could I'd give up, I didn't think I was enough,
I just wished that I was somebody else 'cause I couldn't handle my fragile mental health
I pushed anyone away I could as I drank away the pain and embraced my self-hate
Change is good and good I made on a promise not to give up again
This life I'd climb one step at a time
All of this life I've been trying to be somebody else, but this year, I like me
Three decades in now and finally, things change and I like myself, in twenty eighteen
It's funny how some things they change when you take off the weights that were placed on yourself at a young age
I cut the anchor that pulled me down, I swam 'til I found oxygen to breathe and I can be me again without needing to pretend that I am good enough
By opening up I gained something called self -acceptance
I quit looking at myself through cracked lenses
All of this life I've been trying to be somebody else, but this year, I like me
Three decades in now and finally, things change and I like myself, in twenty eighteen
You see, I picked up the sad old story I wrote, that I thought was a joke, and I finally noticed the end, it wasn't finished
I picked up the pen and vowed I'd write each day of my life while trying to describe the best that I can
And although there's some conflict, they offer great resolution
It's a story I will never quit
It will always be a work in progress, just like me 'cause
Change is good and good I made on a promise not to give up again
This life I'd climb one step at a time
All of this life I've been trying to be somebody else, but this year, I like me
Three decades in now and finally, things change and I like myself, in twenty eighteen
