Mental - WY

Cheeks are flushed

I cover up

I think I’m okay with my body now

How?

At least when I’m

Not down and I

Throw up in my mouth

And I hide it all

How?

Time to let go of it

I’m shameless and it makes sense

I wrote it on my chest

That I’m mental and I’m unfit

And it all makes sense

Now

I can’t feed

On adrenaline

When you speak it smells like an energy drink

And I can’t run with feet that can’t

Move all the weight in my ugly brain

Wanna sleep all day

Time to let go of it

I’m shameless and it makes sense

I wrote it on my chest

That I’m mental and I’m unfit

And it all makes sense

Now

Time to let go of it

I’m shameless and it makes sense

I wrote it on my chest

That I’m mental and I’m unfit

And it all makes sense

Now