It’s creeping up, I’m trying to run.
Will I escape, I’m tired of these games.
I don’t know my fate, my mind goes insane.
The wires are crossed and I’m feeling rage.
It’s mixed with fear, it’s mixed with grief.
It’s mixed with the trauma that’s buried deep.
I preach and I preach.
But do I practice what I mean.
Can I do all of these things?
Can I do these things myself?
Can I listen to my own help?
But if I don’t try to help others.
Do I ignore them instead?
I’m good at this!
I try to help others think about things like me.
I try to help them identify their problems you see?
I can offer up solutions that come out quite easy.
Then I can go home and act blind and turn my cheek.
Just stay busy.
Stick to the plan.
Time and time again.
But I’m getting kinda tired
If I can be a little honest.
I’m not sure I want to do this.
-Shut up depression.
Let me get back to it.
All I need is some music.
A little time outside.
A little time to clear my thoughts.
Everything is always fine. ❤️