I'm going ******* nuts
Crazy as hell
Thoughts turn over themselves
In no sort of order.
I say it's just that time
Seasonal depression is terrible
But to be honest I just can't admit
That I need help with this disorder.
I'm afraid
Because I know what I'm capable of
The difference this time is what's on the line
And it's never been this bad before.
I feel it intensifying
And even worse I've made a critical decision
(No longer letting people see that something is wrong)
And I know there will be consequences in store.
I've got the mask prepared
I've become too open lately
To the point where it happens on its own
And now it's provoked an internal war.