[Verse 1]
The phone rings loud, she remains in her chair alone
Like she's anchored down, she sits stares n' moans
Same sweat clothes she wears, never does her hair
But this ain't seasonal it's every day of the year
She feels so rotten everything goes wrong when
Her head starts throbbing, she's too weak to sob then
Her stomach fills up with this heavy hopelessness
She tries to stay strong so hard to cope with this
She's really got to wonder if she'll make it to thirty
Lately that bottle of pills been getting quite flirty
Voices tell her to end it she refuses to quit
But that's like climbing up a mountain with a backpack of bricks
She tried to tell a friend who replied to suck it up
He said "I get sad too, just be more tough
Now snap out of this chick cause enough is enough
Don’t be so down in the dumps" Yo, that outlook's corrupt

[Chorus]
Where'd you go? Why'd you leave me?
You call me weak ,you call me needy
It's not a choice, you won't believe me
I'm human like you, what I'm going through this isn’t easy

[Verse]
Flips his pillow several times as he lies in bed
He never gets to sleep so his eyes are red
A flurry of worries and his mind's upset
And sprinting in circles he often cries n' sweats
Tosses and turns, turns and tosses he gets so stressed
Stares at the clock for eight hours till it's time to get dressed
In a daze the whole day, you could tell he's a mess
Represses cause of stigma n' pressure presses his chest
Takes slow walks at night as he strolls past the park
People tell him that he's bright, he feels so dark
Dry mouth heart pounds from a basic conversation
Can't hold down his lunch before he gives a presentation
Feels uneasy never gentle, chews hard up on his pencil
With the devil yes he wrestles without refuge or temple
He can't share this pain he holds it in daily
His friends would call him crazy boss would label him lazy

[Chorus]

[Verse]
It's hard for us to hear it, these people's soundless screaming
Staring at the sky thinking that there is no meaning
A million miles from help drowning in this stream of demons
Inner bleeding is the reason they ain't sleeping in the evenings
People need to be loved they hate being judged
They need to be hugged and hate being shoved
But the media portrays them as violent sideshow psychos
Which only keeps them silent and worsens the whole cycle
Could be someone you love, someone key in your life
You know the ones who make you laugh are sometimes crying inside?
Even stigmatize themselves, won't reach for assistance
Would you not go to your doctor if you had a bad sickness?
All these generalizations cause discrimination
Individuals' damnation with no hope for salvation
Individuals cause they aren’t all alike
So see them for who they are drop the stereotypes

[Bridge]
This pain inside me well it confines me
I feel so far away even when you're beside me
It gets so dark in here with these scars and these fears
Will this pain define me?

[Chorus]