Hard Tymes

Its hard to keep my head held high when my soul is drowning in sorrow greatful for each day but hate to see what comes tomorrow when I look in the mirror my eyes are filled with self hatred thinking of all my situations rushing, and now I see I'm impatient day in day out I started to have dangerous thoughts so its me; good vs. evil its the battle that has to be fought and the more I reach for success the more they shut the doors I use to feel the pain from it but now I don't feel the hurt no more maybe cause I'm popping pills like its crazy using LSD cause I'm depressed why would I stop there? I drink V.S.O.P. to relieve the stress and as much as I pray for something good and I hope for the best still nothing comes up and my faith grows less maybe I'm doing drugs and alcohol cause I feel I have nothing left but still I feel better than you cause you hide it and I let it off my chest