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Talking to my depression
How do you want me to be
How do you want me to be
How do you want me to be
Goddammit tell me.
How do you want me to be
Because I don’t know
Given up on being sober again
Sick of going over this again
Breaking over me and you.
You’re so fucking overwhelming
But I won’t walk away,
This is where I belong
Singing my one little sad song
Over and over and over.
Everything is redundant
And I’ll get through this
Only to have at it
Again and again and again.
Eventually you have to ask
When you will win,
Because I’m overdue for a loss.
You’ll get me at my worse,
When I haven’t slept right
For consecutive nights
When little things start to
Upsets me and patience
Abandons me.
Goddammit tell me.
How do you want me to be
You’ve got all the control
I’m running to your roll
I’m paying your toll
But eventually you’re going
To have to fuck off dear.
Not Depressed
I don't think - by all of these complaint and charges-I have room for a lot of these. I'' stagng a coup d'etat - I'm taking my mnd back! Smile, then laugh into the bath mirror. shhhhh - No one will know.
It's a little easier to smile
It's a little easier to smile today
Long days and pleasant nights
Diamond