All or Nothing

but you made your way back home,

you sold your soul

like a Roman bag of bones.

Because you made me feel like I'm worth something.

Because you saved me.

If we were drifting apart,

I miss you.

you saved me from myself.

I am good enough.

I am worth something.

I am more than my oppression.

Is my darkness my comfort?

my addiction.

it's been there for so long,

Who am I without it?

Croz,

did you help me

because of my plight

and that you felt sorry for me?

or did you actually think I was good enough?

you said that I wasn't worthless.

and that I had to stop thinking that way.

I didn't tell anyone that.

so did you see it in my eyes?

am I worthy of your help?

am I as important?

should I be heard?

If I Stand Alone

Que Suis-je, en dehors de cette dépression.

mindset

l'amour est le bouton magique

I never told anyone.
And yet you knew.
You looked at me
And knew.

que je ne peux pas regarder au-delà mon oppression. que je suis en dépression à cause de la croyance que je ne suis pas assez bon.

Why is happiness still a struggle?

The fear of possibility