Motions of Me

Waking up, I don't sleep much No appetite and all my dreams fucked I been tryna get my head straight I wanna call you when it gets late No one cares until it's present Laying in bed with her is heaven I was so wrapped up in depression Tried suicide when I was 7 It's okay to love, just breathe in If you find a good thing You should keep it We cried together at 11 Waking up I'm 27 Doing my best to try manage To my hope, they dealt due damage No hand to hold when I feel panic So fucking broken I can't stand it My head doesn't feel like home now I can't silence what I want now I can't silence who we are now Younger me he would be so proud