I don't know if I'll ever get better
Right now I'm just writing this letter
To my mom and my dad, I'm sorry
I know you don't like it when I party
I told you I was stopping
But I can't even stop this
But I'm glad that you were here for me
Even though I don't show it
Even when you didn't know it
Sometimes I can barely breath
Too much stress, and I think it's overwhelming me
It feels like I'm in hell
Cause I don't want to bring this on to anybody else
It's bad for my health I know, I know
I think the start of my depression was with Brooke
I didn't even learn a lesson
Didn't even look at what went wrong
I made the same mistakes, and now my happiness is gone
Why did I stay for so long?
I should've given up right from the start
I knew that the whole time
Girls keep playing with my mind
Too much stress on the inside
And now I'm thinking bout suicide
I don't know if I'll ever get better
Right now I'm just writing this letter
To my mom and my dad I'm sorry
I know you don't like it when I party
I told you I was stopping
But I can't even stop this
When I'm sad, I tend to get in my feelings
And I'm trapped, none of this has meaning
Wonder if she'll ever love me
I said I wonder if she'll ever love me
Is there somebody out there for me?