I try to keep up Say that im better than i used to be But that doesnt mean it's great now That my mind ended the nagging Makes the lies reality Need to keep telling myself things I don't believe But sometimes see as truth. Because apparently it is And i want to believe it so badly I am loved I am cared for Im not a bother People like me I can take up my own space Because I am allowed to be here To live I am a good friend I care for my friends People like meeting me and talking with me I am allowed to be