Why do I feel so trapped in my mind? Why do I feel that the world would be better off if I died? Why do I feel like I’ll never be enough? Why do I feel that I’ll never be loved?
My conscience ***** me around I don’t want to die, I’m longing to feel very alive Holding on to memories of laughter, enchantment and delight Wondering if I’ll ever win this fight? Will I ever have a happy ever after?
I can’t recollect the last time I felt truly blessed I lost sight of what was realistic For many years my mind has left me believing that I’m possessed I feel incredibly pessimistic
I just crave for a life where I feel adored I wish I wasn’t drowning in my mind I hope all my happiness and faith can be restored I wish depression wasn’t so unkind.