Lyrics:
It's been a while
Since I had a conversation about myself
Usually I decline
When somebody offers me help
But people are calling me a grown up
Somehow they think eighteen is old enough
To carry everything on my own
I can't even be home alone
People are calling me a grown up
In a way I've never felt less loved
Mentally I'm still a kid
Does anyone know what this is?
I need a reality check
And I need professional help
I need someone who knows me well
To take care of my health can't do it myself
Maybe my worst trait
Is wishing to be liked by everyone
I'm drowning in self-hate
And I'll be cutting all my friends off
But people are calling me a grown up
Somehow they think eighteen is old enough
To carry everything on my own
I can't even be home alone
People are calling me a grown up
In a way I've never felt less loved
Mentally I'm still a kid
Does anyone know what this is?
I need a reality check
And I need professional help
I need someone who knows me well
To take care of my health can't do it myself
Help me
I think I have been thrown into
Some kind of new universe
In which I don't know anything
Help me
I think I am struggling
I'd rather jump off a cliff
Than accept that I'm not a kid
I need a reality check
And I need professional help
I need someone who knows me well
To take care of my health
Written by Gabija Žvirdauskaitė
Music Production: Gytis Valickas