Dear Deprssion
Dear depression
man it's crazy depression
getting the best of me
saying that they care
but ain't no single person
checking me
No missed calls and
ain't nobody texting me
I think I'm convinced
that everybody think
less of me
Dear depression
I've learned a variable lesson
playing around with love
can hurt you worse
than a weapon
Dear god
It's time you hear my
confession cause I'm
looking for some blessings
and I'm tired of all the stresses
and ever since I've been
dating I've been left in
vexation,and sarrow
despite all the snakes
and demons following
me.
Telling me I'm not
good enough for this
and I feel left out
for this
and I never signed up
for this traumer
and I wonder
will I be free,
free from hatred
torture,being blamed
oh God intervene!!
I plead as I'm begging.
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