I wake up each morningI take a deep breathI sit there and listenTo thoughts in my head.
I count all the numbersI refuse the foodA constant behaviourThat controls my mood.
I hear all my loved onesKeep asking me “why?”Still I sit there in silenceTears flow from my eyes.
'Till one day it happensSlowly but sureI pluck up the courageAnd open the door.
At first I am scaredConfused and afraidBut something tells meThat I'll be okay.
Before I was sittingTrying just to surviveBut now I am livingNow I'm alive.