I remember all these old days
when I came home in tears.
Ashamed to tell my mother,
about the things they said to me.
Began to live more in book worlds,
to escape from reality.
Slowly turned into the person
I had sworn myself I'd never going to be.

Don't know if you noticed, that your words still control my life,
that it was because of you that I started worrying about my clothes size.
Started pressuring really hard about my looks, my adaptability and my grades,
because I thought it was all of what my worth was made.

Do you know in that night
That y'all thought I was asleep
When you talked behind my back and laughed at me
You really killed a part of me
And it's maybe not my real blood
Sticking on your hands
But I hope you know you were part of the problem if I would've set an end.

Don't know if you noticed, that your words still control my life,
that it was because of you that I started worrying about my clothes size.
Started pressuring really hard about my looks, my adaptability and my grades,
because I thought it was all of what my worth was made.

You call me a nerd. You call me a bore. You call me ugly. And yeah that shit really hurt. But one day I swear, I'm looking back and not remember a single word.

Don't know if you noticed, that your words still control my life,
that it was because of you that I started worrying about my clothes size.
Started pressuring really hard about my looks, my adaptability and my grades,
because I thought it was all of what my worth was made.

I'm making sure that your words will not longer take control of me...