I throw things about which isn`t like me,
Somebody else I wish I could be
I`ve poured boiling water over my thumb.
I really do need my mum.
I hurt myself and then I cry,
because I don`t want to die.
I`ve tried to jump out of the window too,
but this I don`t really want to do.
I wish from myself I could escape somehow,
but that`s impossible,I`m being silly now.
I know that I`ll somehow survive,
and that I`ve just got to get on with my life.
I know that there`ll be a happy ending,
but that is on me depending,
I`ve got to pull myself together,
so I don`t feel so much under the weather.