life is emotionally abusive

My fears keep pulling me down but i have to get up and go

Go to the life she wanted 

Its always something or the other

I dont understand love neither do i get its importance

But who will teach me when i dont ask for it

I am tired of being perceived as a doll they'd win like a trophy

Flattering to fight my insecurities 

Bonus to the fears

Sometimes i am scared to cry

But i am not scared to ask for help

I just dont know whom to talk to

I know its hard living without pretty facilities 

But beileve me none of them ever listen to me sing

My melodies of life

Hymns for the weeknd

-h