Pretty people get jobs easier
I wonder if they get accepted into heaven easier as well

Depression is numbness
Anxiety is pain
When they are mixed
It is like fire and rain
Except the fire never goes out
And the rain only becomes heavier

It rains inside
When you lie
My body fills
Pass the lungs
And pass the heart
I start to drown and attempt to cry
But tears do not form
They stay inside
Maybe I will drown tonight
Not for real
But just inside
And I will ask myself tommorow
If I am still alive

I am not zoning out
My mind is going places
From somewhere to nowhere
Through Greatness and nothingness
I can travel to places you will not believe

Life is stressful
Sometimes we have to leave
And travel through our minds till we reach our needs

Life is chaotic
Sometimes we have to leave
To avoid the silence
And the noise

Life is a nightmare
And sometimes we need to dream