If you asked me if im happy guarenteed that im a lie.
Because im going through depression and it sucks knowing why.
I wanna ask for help, sometimes i doubt this s*** could change,
I’m doing all i can to win a war up in my brain.
I hope my sanity stays, and that you can see a light,
cuz often times i’m alone always struggle to get it right
almost like all i can do is write, and try and make you smile
your the one i truly love, the only one whos worth while.
I’m slowly starting to think that i’m better off without me.
The good is dying slow, but i’m alive and not a zombie.
All i want is you, and i bet that you dont believe me.
Let this one dream come true, and give everyone a genie.