I’m fighting

Sleep doesn’t mean that you aren’t my remedy

My family are the ones that describe my identity

I honestly love the way my dreams terrify me

Why does it seem like nobody else agrees?

A relationship with the angels is a big commitment

Sometimes your mind will think that they are living

I don’t think I deserve any of the stars on your flag

Would it be too much to bring the anxiety back?

I’m excited to see what my life is

But it feels like anxiety I’m fighting

I wonder what movie I’d star in

Would you be the one to write it?

I’m drowning in magic that says I’ve cracked it

I’ll be famous one day because I’ll never stop it

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