May 2015
I hate you,
stupid mind of mine.
Why can't you let me go out and shine?
Instead,
You'd rather hold me back in the past.
All I want, is for these thoughts to end at last.
stupid mind of mine.
Why can't you let me go out and shine?
Instead,
You'd rather hold me back in the past.
All I want, is for these thoughts to end at last.
It's hard when you have old memories dragging you down. I wish the bad decisions I've made could stop haunting me over my shoulder, and I could walk with more confidence soon. I'm doing better, but severe depression is no joke.
