For so long I held my head down
I'm a stressed depressed mess
With nothing to show
For all the work that I've done
For all the love I gave
I gave away to a soul with a hole
And for so long I screamed at myself
Why aren't I better
Why wasn't I good enough
Why didn't I do this, this, or this
I wrote songs, I bought flowers
I came up with an insane plan
To fix my life the way I wanted it
Now I sit here with nothing to show
Except an idea
You don't define me
You don't define my good deeds
You don't define my f*ck ups
You don't define my worth
Only I can