Drinking Away

A dark cloud raining bullshit on me When I hear someone I Love Trample on my name And belittle everything I stand for I wonder if I'd be better off by myself Or locked up in a mental ward The negativity is hard to bare Especially from myself It's why I always keep my emotions high up on the shelf There once was a man Who made it OK to be me Even if I felt sad, hopeless or empty But He has long been gone Murdered, dead & buried I wonder if I'll ever be happy again With who I am & where I stand Only time will tell if I will stay No longer drinking my heart away