Yeah I get it. Depression would hit hard
Reminding you of all the scars that you’ve gathered so far.
Spilling all your tea at the bars,
Listening to passing cars..
With someone’s hand in the cookie jar
Mistakes made mistakenly and ***** the juice out of this star.

The star is constructed effortlessly.
Effortlessly to be someone this unique
Fingerprint from the head to the feet
Mysteriously, taking the breath of others away
While they breathe.

The god or goddess of your dreams it seems
Observing the gleam that follows along the seams
Of those sheets, where we fall...
Intertwining with pillows & all.
Hoping that the mattress and box spring continue to support us,
That the frame doesn’t break, as the mirror ignores us.

Insecurities, help to trap us so often.
In a dark place, no visible light ..
Our thoughts we get lost in..

Perspectives are broad, the mind consistently changes.
Each thought is a pattern that falls into stages
For ages.. we had to keep things in.
Selfishness is a sin.. that most people constantly try to win

And with this.. and all the dependency,
We become our enemy.
We don’t use these tools to their expectancy,
And excellently allow ourselves to be consumed.
The mind is in control,
You know what to do.