Happiness is just a word, I barely even feel it
I'm spiraling down, and never realized it
I do things I'm not sure of and I am on my way to self-destruction
Wishing there is a book about life with all its instructions...
I drink, I smoke; do things some people won't even dare,
Every day I sink deeper in a well of despair

I try and I try to pull myself back to the top
I ask and I beg for someone to pull me up
I crave and desire for love and protection
To come back from the well through resurrection
New me, new face, new name, entirely new identity
To try and live this life without a bottle of Hennessy

I clench my fist as I cry myself to sleep
Asking how to stop this madness before I get too deep
Trying to figure out, how to stop me from crying
As I feel my head pound and my heart explode;
I keep on breathing