Keep thinking of a way to be made
Running low on ideas something missing
Stuck no more moves hard to breathe
Losing my mind pretending to be fine
Surprised to be alone hard to be motivated
Luck runs out trying to find another way
Time is up making up lost time
Good to the wrong people
Lied to myself fooled by the fakeness
Don't want to let anyone down
Someone is always mad
Tired of being disappointed
Learned to not expect anything from anyone
Feeling depressed don't want to do anything