The thing about being your own worst enemy

Is you never really beat it for good, unless you're dead and free

From your own imagination when it's making up everything

For no other reason but to stregthen your own anxiety

When life is going fine, but there's stress in the energy

That flows around everyday when you wake up and see

That everybody's dealing much better with thier reality

While you're just here going through motion

So robotically

I wish I could be better, but it's in my psychology

A trauma in the past let my nervousness embody me

When somedays I wish I could just go get a labotomy

Because every single thing makes me nervous and just the thought of me

Failing or succeeding, both are scary thoughts to me

And the only way to put it in words is through a melody

And it's because I hate everyone, and sort of ironically

I hate the thought of being alone and I'm not a prodigy

So where do I fit?

With the scheme of my biology

Nervous by nature and over-thinking everything and

I JUST WANT TO BE CALM!

I JUST WANT TO BE CALM!

IJUST WANT TO BE CALM!

I JUST WANT TO BE CALM FOR ONCE!