Everyday I awake
"Turn a new leaf"
And with every breathe I take
A hint of depression released
"But who's gonna love me like this"
"How will I get it done like this"
The thoughts ring as I drown in
A sigh of despair
As every ounce of happiness spared
Is shattered by the question,
Am I broken?

Hours flew then I think
"Maybe it doesn't have to be so hard"
"Maybe I do have a chance"
But as I lay flat
Beside the wrinkled sheets
I realise, it was all a lie
That I never existed when alive
And nothing I own is worth a dime
Not even my heart
The one place that's always stabbed
For I live a life where nothing's history
And I never think realistically
A life of delusions and misery,
Am I broken?

I can't take this anymore
Life's kicking me out the door
Like "Bye your time's done"
"We came for you and you couldn't run"
And they had said life would be fun
But it seems easier taking it with a gun
Then hope slips in
"Maybe I am the prize"
"For her who we're soulties"
But it all sunk in, and I realised
How they buy me at a low price
And in a click, all hope was gone
Laying down, eyes closed
I began to fall
Relapsing into my blackhole
And so as my mind yields
I beg to ask the God's above,
Am I broken?

Saturday morning bored as hell
Head is spinning but you can't tell
Body is aching you'd think I fell
Yet all I did was swim
A decision made in a whim
Wanting to **** life's fright
Only to drown, never seeing the light.

It felt nice for a while
Like I could hop on for a drive
Or take a stroll into the night
Only that I fell on my side
Helpless and energy deprived
You can see the pain in my eyes
Like Vito when he cried
But no Sonny had met the sun
It was just Johnny and all his fun
Full on the mouth, shots out the gun
Sprayed to the tummy, the work was done.

But this wasn't all new
And it was never a dream
Yet I can't tell if its all true
Or again was it a dream
All I could tell was I was perched
And I quenched the thirst
Swam to the bottom
A black hole, never to return

How can you be so pure and white
The cure and the light
The pillar to seek what's right
In a world so cruel and black
Where nothing gets past the dark
Stained by the dirt
Such that you can spot the dark in bright
The black stain on white
But what do you spot
If all it does is rot
Fades into the stain
With all efforts in vain
Fully fueled by rage
Trying to peruse life with pain
But can't turn the next page
And in a click
Or a lifetime
They dump it all and the light goes
No notice, just in a flick
And the once white turns black
How can it be?