Why is it that people think that we're the ones who are meant to sink?

When we know we’re the strongest of them all

Cause being happy wasn't exposed to me so I hid what I was supposed to be

Distressed, depressed but trying not to fall

But then I fell into water cause my head wasn't in order

My head and heart were numb and made of stone

They said I have a choice with this I can just fake my smiles and love a man

Or else I could enjoy my life alone

Okay, that’s it, guess I will swim

If you promise me one thing

That the water isn't mostly made of ice

I lost people, faith and empathy is their reject identity's and they go off to live their peaceful lives

And most people awfully love to tell that she and I will go to hell for buying love before we pay the price

I like to think that we respect those pages from that holy book

As the only way we can survive

Well I don't think that I'll still care about what truly is down there

My head is rusted, unfocused, always spinning

I no longer think I'm worthless now

My feet they touch the surface

And I know that I no longer have to swim