hail mary

I don't want to die but there are certain things inside of me that keep me from what I could be, they're riddled with toxicity And I don't want to lie, but these small things just make me hate myself, I feel compelled to ask for help, cause my heads become a prison cell And I need to kill the little parts of me the make believe enemies that convinced me there's no remedy And I need to eliminate the negative thoughts that live deep within my brain that make me question if Fighting is worth it Am I really better off? Trying to be perfect While I'm covered up in flaws So here we go a hail Mary for the ages Will I survive the war I'm waging? I'm not saying I'll be perfect every day But if make it out alive, maybe I'll want to stay that way I don't always cry, but there are certain days that I'm a mess I'm depressed and I confess that I suppress the hopelessness I'd throw these thoughts aside, but in my blood there is a sedative that makes me hypersensitive and afraid to face my narrative Cause I'm not a fan of the story yet, Let me know when it stops being sad and it gets glorious Cause I think I've got some better things to do Like licking wounds, but what's the use, if I know I'm gonna lose? Is trying even worth it? Am I really better off? How can I be certain That I won't be written off? So here we go a hail Mary for the ages Will I survive the war I'm waging? I'm not saying I'll be perfect every day But if make it out alive, maybe I'll want to stay that way --- Hail Mary - Mike Thomas