It’s tiny,
It’s blue,
A circular thing,
Slip it down your throat,
And somehow happiness it brings
Imprints on both sides,
Tells you what it is,
Where it’s from, what it does, and that it’s not for kids.
Does is make you joyful?
Or just make you numb?
You don’t care, it helps,
And you’re too **** young,
To feel these things,
To walk these roads,
To lie through your teeth to clean another's ***** nose.
But no, it’s not like that,
They say it’s not your fault,
Something switched inside your head when you took that fall.
You’re not yourself,
You don’t know why,
Maybe it’s the meds,
Maybe it’s the time.
But don’t fool yourself,
You gotta give it up,
You gotta get your feelings back so you’re not just numb.
You could stop today,
Just throw it away,
But you know it’ll help tomorrow,
Like it did today.
You could slowly stop,
Keep lowering in halves,
But you’re afraid the end of that will bring the nightmare back.
You want to blame yourself,
You always do,
They say it’s not your fault,
It just happened to you.
But they don’t know what it’s like,
Waking up everyday,
Scared, Panic, feeling insane.
Until that little blue circle,
Flips some switch in your brain.
So you’ll continue the path,
Cause numb is better than dark,
Nervous, depressed, not a flame just a spark.
And who knows when,
But the day will come,
When you’ll have to put up a fight,
Against the little blue one.
No prize for the winner,
No trophy,
No fame,
Only life as it should be,
How you should remain.

I hope you’re happy now with him and your new life,
I hope you’re happy with never having to fight.
I know he’s not like me, he doesn’t abuse things.
I know you’re happy girl, especially with your new ring.

I could never keep myself together enough for you,
I was always stumbling and you didn’t know what to do.
You tried your best to show me I was worth more than I thought,
And the view through your eyes pulled my loose strings taught.  

But I can only see myself through eyes that are my own,
And I never liked how I saw myself when I was alone.
It wasn’t you that turned me toward a numb and drunken track,
And I’m sorry that you left because you thought I’d never come back.

I hope you’re happy now with someone that doesn’t drink away every day,
I hope you’re happy now with him and all of his ways.
Just know that I miss you and you were the best thing in my life,
I know you’ll be happy once you’re finally that man’s wife.

Once you were gone I realized the state that I was in,
I was destroying myself and trying to take you with.
I’m glad that you finally got out before it was to late,
And I know without me your life will turn out to be great.

I wish that I could stick around to see you walk down the isle,
To once again see you happy, to see you smile.
But I’ve dug myself so deep I can’t see any way out,
And I know that you’d disagree but this has to be my route.

I wish that I could go back and change almost everything that I did,
But the ship has sailed and I’ve left myself alone to drift.
I sit alone with a whiskey bottle every day and night,
I’m deep in debt, I can’t find love, my light ain’t bright.

But of course you know this you saw it every single day,
When you left I’d be drinking and when you returned it was the same.
If you still want to help me I can think of one final way,
I want for you to stay happy and for you to forget all about me.

Please stay happy now with someone who treats you like you deserve,
Please just stay happy and know you steered me through the curve.
And know that there was no way for you to save me from the cliff,
Just please stay happy and know I was just buried to deep to live.

A child waits until the town is fast asleep,
And out his front door he silently creeps,
Tragedy has taken him to terrible feats,
Of lying, stealing and deceit.

No one knows this child anymore,
He picked a different road, a different door,
They found him dead yesterday on his floor,
A needle in his arm, a bullet in his skull.

This country is completely run a muck,
They said in eight years we'd all be ******,
Those eight years hit us like a truck,
To get out of this mess we're gonna need more than luck.

A soldier listens to bullets flying by,
While counting the seconds he's still alive,
He wanted to serve his country, but survive.
They found him dead yesterday, fear still in his eyes.

This country is completely run a muck,
They said in eight years we'd all be ******,
Those eight years hit us like a truck,
To get out of this mess we're gonna need more than luck.

A woman once simply spoke her thoughts,
And with them her government disagreed, a lot.
They never politely asked her to stop,
They just jailed that woman, for speaking her thoughts.

This country is completely run a muck,
They said in eight years we'd all be ******,
Those eight years hit us like a truck,
To get out of this mess we're gonna need more than luck.

We're gonna need some love.

A child waits until the town is fast asleep,
And out his front door he silently creeps,
Tragedy has taken him to terrible feats,
So he steps up to the ledge, and he takes the leap. . .