The days are sometimes
More than I can handle
Desires fill my brain
I can't seem to make an adjustment
It feels like I'm going insane
Pleasures are all around me
What the **** do I do
It's really hard to see
What is the ******* truth
I clamor for this and that
It feels like I'm never satisfied
Does anyone give a crap
About what's on the inside
No, they look at appearances
And how much money one makes
They don't care what a person is like
It feels like I'm in the way
I try to follow what is right
But life gets the best of me
And brings out the worse in me
And I fall down to my knees
Praying all will be well
But more than likely I'm going to hell
Cause more than often I can't stop myself
The enemy attacks and I give in
Wishing I was somewhere else
Maybe my days won't be so bad
And I will surrender
And finally feel glad
That I can make it through one more day
Without putting a gun to my ******* brains