Sadness Is My Middle Name
Depression made me burry myself while I was still alive
Mood swings with no strings my life is not a walk in the park
And I've been down this road so many times that the hot metal from the slide doesn't even burn anymore
Good grief this grief is one of the hardest things I've ever faced
But I never show it on my face and my response is always I'm fine
When it's the total opposite on the inside
Hoping someone will notice the pain that I hide
Because I'm getting close to the end
And I don't even know what's going to happen
I have the pen
But it feels like some else is writing
I can control the future, but my past keeps getting in the way
Trying to find a new way to live before I decide I no longer want to live
For real this time
I know I said that last time but maybe I should just commit
Half of me says yes and the other half says no
And now yes is starting to take over
Is it really over
Is this my demise
p.s. or will I rise...
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