So many dreams
So little drive
Repetitive motions
Same addicting potions
When will I wake with a smile
Cause I've been dying for quite a while
Nothing helps
Its always me
But then he came
And made me dizzy
He smiled
Told me sweet things
Sad thoughts ceased
When his gaze pierced me
But that monster
That little creep in my head
Slithered in and filled me with doubt
Doubt turned to fear
Fear turned to mistakes
Mistakes turned it all to ****
The blues were back
And here we are again, this is it.