This is my confession
I never wanted to wrestle with depression
Let it ruin everything I stand for
Some days are easy
Filled with the false hope that I see you one day
Talk one time just a quick smile
My dreams turn to nightmares because darkness creeps in my head
I cry for you, but no one makes me more proud then you
It's a bittersweet taste
washed down with the taste of drink and smoke
This isn't the person you cared for
I am a shell, missing something
I am insecure with my head, because it's been messed with
This is just for you
Just know
I still need you, I'm sorry.
Nov 26, 2013
Nov 26, 2013 at 12:30 AM UTC
This is my confession
I never wanted to wrestle with depression
Let it ruin everything I stand for
Some days are easy
Filled with the false hope that I see you one day
Talk one time just a quick smile
My dreams turn to nightmares because darkness creeps in my head
I cry for you, but no one makes me more proud then you
It's a bittersweet taste
washed down with the taste of drink and smoke
This isn't the person you cared for
I am a shell, missing something
I am insecure with my head, because it's been messed with
This is just for you
Just know
I still need you, I'm sorry.
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