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Depression will steal your motivation and desire, and use it to build a heap and then light it on fire. You'll start to feel hate much more, but for no reason, and your behaviour toward close ones nears treason. The drugs and alcohol you use do not help your mind. When you're hooked on one or the other you don't unwind. You don't connect with girls because your head needs a rest, and before you knew it was depression you weren't reaching to be your best. The daily drugs and booze cause emotions to supress, and never being sober with them present causes stress, and what do you do to take it easy? You get high off your face, and that buries the unresolved down and harder to trace. But you are young, healthy and handsome, avoiding fruit and veg eating burgers in buns. You get high into the early hours and then pass out, so you're unbearable at work, with anger you shout. And you start to ignore little problems, you keep them inside, your humour turns into tense, and from friends you divide. You would have talked things through, but now you just hide, and your mate lives this lifestyle too, so the friendship slowly dies. Things you don't agree on create stress to just respect. So you think you're no longer alike and the bond is wrecked. You end up alone and isolated but, the lifestyle stays true, you sit there writing poems because you don't know what to do. But you'll tell your mate to read this because it reaches beneath. You can forget to say things in conversation and fail to clear grief. We were both in a bad place and our friendship met a thief, it became political and about sides but now that's an old leaf. We never actually fell out, and never exchanged fists, maybe we were both paranoid and that was the fateful twist. All the others were starting a plan while our life's fell to bits, we messed each others life up with our very same bad habits. We probably had to drift to find our own perspective, sever the link and walk alone to develop how we live. It'll never be near to what it was like before, but, we've an unbroken bond, we fell out with all the others but from one another we just wondered, I don't need to wonder I'm sure that there is still more beyond, what went wrong for so long will prove good and right in yonder. Sometimes in life we need our space, but it doesn't mean that all is lost, things need to move before they fall into place, and in a few years we will say it was worth the cost.

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Split In the Road

Depression will steal your motivation and desire, and use it to build a heap and then light it on fire. You'll start to feel hate much more, but for no reason, and your behaviour toward close ones nears treason. The drugs and alcohol you use do not help your mind. When you're hooked on one or the other you don't unwind. You don't connect with girls because your head needs a rest, and before you knew it was depression you weren't reaching to be your best. The daily drugs and booze cause emotions to supress, and never being sober with them present causes stress, and what do you do to take it easy? You get high off your face, and that buries the unresolved down and harder to trace. But you are young, healthy and handsome, avoiding fruit and veg eating burgers in buns. You get high into the early hours and then pass out, so you're unbearable at work, with anger you shout. And you start to ignore little problems, you keep them inside, your humour turns into tense, and from friends you divide. You would have talked things through, but now you just hide, and your mate lives this lifestyle too, so the friendship slowly dies. Things you don't agree on create stress to just respect. So you think you're no longer alike and the bond is wrecked. You end up alone and isolated but, the lifestyle stays true, you sit there writing poems because you don't know what to do. But you'll tell your mate to read this because it reaches beneath. You can forget to say things in conversation and fail to clear grief. We were both in a bad place and our friendship met a thief, it became political and about sides but now that's an old leaf. We never actually fell out, and never exchanged fists, maybe we were both paranoid and that was the fateful twist. All the others were starting a plan while our life's fell to bits, we messed each others life up with our very same bad habits. We probably had to drift to find our own perspective, sever the link and walk alone to develop how we live. It'll never be near to what it was like before, but, we've an unbroken bond, we fell out with all the others but from one another we just wondered, I don't need to wonder I'm sure that there is still more beyond, what went wrong for so long will prove good and right in yonder. Sometimes in life we need our space, but it doesn't mean that all is lost, things need to move before they fall into place, and in a few years we will say it was worth the cost.