I'm so sick of this,
I'm so tired,
All I seem to do is,
Cry and breathe fire.
I'll hold on, I'll pray,
Till I find a way,
To not be a nuisance,
To do what they say.
'Cause maybe there's more,
That I hide underneath,
Waiting for my time,
For my button to go beep.
That's when I'll know,
It's my only hope to go,
To empty ma heart hollow,
And forget ma endless sorrow.
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Depression.
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