Blue
I try so hard to do my best
I feel this way when I am a mess
Sometimes I feel the need to change
But it’s my life I need to arrange
I just need to hold on tight
For this long ass mental fight
I want these things out of my mind
Peace and comfort I hope too find
I hear the voices, but I don’t know what they mean
God, I need to wake up from this dream
I just need to relax and believe the things that are true.
I don’t know, this is how I feel when I’m blue.
Copyright © Thomas Trento | Year Posted 2011
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