I'm really going through hell by myself and I ain't getting no help.

I'm really trying to hold on but I don't know how much I have left.

I stare into the sky.

Mhm.

I wish that I could.

It's okay to cry.

Those tears will dry.

I'm not getting any luck when I move forward.

End up stuck.

Mhm.

Finding it hard to keep going.

But somehow I know I'll never give up.

So from my eyes in my mind, I'm fine.

I've got a it's okay to cry.

Those tears will dry.

I don't know if I can take it too much longer, feels like I'm breaking.

I'll do my best to hold on and dust a strong it's okay.

Okay.

Oh yeah.

Mhm.

Yeah.