Daron Long Poet Lyric

09/02/06

What is happening to me?
I was doing so good
It’d been a couple of months
since I was last in this mood
Now I’m stuck in this prison
guarded by memories
sent here to torture me
I have no happy place to go
There’s a pressure building up inside
God how hard it is to hide
I’m clawing at my face
and I have no happy place to go
I’m stuck in this rapid regression
into a slow growing depression
but “why?” is the real question
Friends are too hard to find
I have nobody to call mine
Self-esteem is just a dream to me
I have no faith in myself
There are ever-present doubts in my mind
I am so bored
I am so tired of being alone 
I question my sanity
Maybe I really do need happy pills?
If they can make these things inside disappear
what’s there to fear? 
My arms should be open wide
I’m not living,
just merely existing
Stuck on a merry-go-round 
of profound depression

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