I'm constantly broke
And a bit of a pain in the ass.
I'm up and down, a roller-coaster
With no end in sight,
I fight battles knowing I can't ever win.
Sometimes I can't get out of bed,
Especially when it's stormy
Because I hate thunder
And the power it holds over me.
I say things I can't explain, sometimes
And I'm incredibly shy, to an extent...
But if you're okay
With all of these things
Then you might just be worth the risk.