Wish I could change myself
I worry way too much about my mental health
but everything around is falling apart
I'm not ready, I'm not ready, I'm not

Please, tell me I'll be alright
All these people die
Am I trying hard enough?
I'm not ready, I'm not ready, I'm not

I thought I'm still way too young
to see this side of life
should've known when that guy tried to rape me
I wasn't ready, wasn't ready, was not

My father neglected me
I searched for love in other men
My mother was mentally ill, she abused me
But I shut my mouth in her hell

I was just a child when she forced me to kiss a random guy
Such a disrespect that she put there in my mind
How, could she be so blind, how? 

Please, tell me I'll be alright
All these people die
Am I trying hard enough?
I'm not ready, I'm not ready, I'm not


I'm Not Ready

KACTOOS

Poet • Writer • Made By Green Material

Instagram : @kactoosi

Indie Singer-songwriter. 

I use language and music to freely express myself here. 

I'm Not Ready

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