I feel like I should tell you not to worry
Just believe me when I tell you I'm okay
'Cause I don't wanna bore you
And most of the time I'm just mildly under the weather
I'm nothing to worry about
Anyway
My mind is not predictable, don't worry
I'm not violent, when I'm sober at least
Sometimes I'm up, sometimes I just wanna die
It's an honest to god close to attempted suicidal feeling
But I don't wanna burden you with
The knowledge that maybe I'll pluck up the courage
'Cause the feeling's too short lived for me to try
I'm always bringing myself down out of habit
I can't deal with being happy all the time
So I'll find something to criticise
Like the state of my room, or how I'm not quite where I want to be
Even if I'm getting closer every day
I feel like shit, but I won't say
What's the use?
When you're a hundred miles of telegraph poles away
So if anybody asks, I'll tell them I'm fine
'Cause I know I'd never pluck up the courage
I'm nothing to worry about
But I can't seem to keep on top of
The knowledge that maybe I could end this struggle
And I don't know what I want you to do
Well I'm sorry to burden you with
The knowledge that maybe I'll pluck up the courage
I just thought you might like to know