The things that I say are certainly true,
The beautiful one that was picked out of a few,
The heart races as you feel the closing,
But really, it's only the beginning,
Why must it be the way that it has become,
Why not the way I pictured it, oh it's such a ***,
The thoughts seiged like a gun of never ending rounds,
The world is collapsing around these four walls with no sound,
Please send the help that is needed,
I preach to you cause I am feeling defeated,
The mind tends to wander a path of darkness,
Hope it ends soon, never wanted to start this.