Times are changing
What I used to endure now sting
I'm constantly feeling excruciating pain
My mental state goes to a different plane
What I used to shutout comes back in
And I seek out distractions again and again
Will I ever get out of survival mode?
Negative times don't last is what I'm told
But those are words that fall on empty ears
I just want to end this survival mode with a Cheers!
Oct 8, 2024
Oct 8, 2024 at 11:23 PM UTC
Times are changing
What I used to endure now sting
I'm constantly feeling excruciating pain
My mental state goes to a different plane
What I used to shutout comes back in
And I seek out distractions again and again
Will I ever get out of survival mode?
Negative times don't last is what I'm told
But those are words that fall on empty ears
I just want to end this survival mode with a Cheers!
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