why does it feel like
everyone is moving on
and here I'm stuck in my
head, falling?
it's a crash course in life,
that's only left me broken,
a man with no calling.
dwelling on the
past, torturing myself
regressing instead of
progressing
fallin' in a deep
depression,
unable to escape this hell.
i keep looking for a
way out, but there's no
end in sight,
and so, I find myself.
alone and barely
alive.
Nov 29, 2023
Nov 29, 2023 at 12:01 AM UTC
why does it feel like
everyone is moving on
and here I'm stuck in my
head, falling?
it's a crash course in life,
that's only left me broken,
a man with no calling.
dwelling on the
past, torturing myself
regressing instead of
progressing
fallin' in a deep
depression,
unable to escape this hell.
i keep looking for a
way out, but there's no
end in sight,
and so, I find myself.
alone and barely
alive.
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