DEPPRESION

I stopped caring, stopped complaining. I stopped giving, and started taking. Growing older, getting stronger. Living faster, living longer. Still on the grind, with a one-track mind... to fuck the world and get on with my life. Living the days, wasting away, hoping that you'll come back again. But all you do is run away. My arms are broken and my legs are weak. My head is fucked, i can barely think. I keep thinking of that day, when we'll see this through. Goddamn... All the smiles, all the handshakes... I should've known you were the fake. I fucking gave too much,I can't do this shit any longer. Just ain't worth all I have to suffer. I've bit my lip, sat by quiet, and everyone can see that I feel like shit. Too much has gone on, they've got to know who you are. Pointing fingers, pressing buttons, now it's gone too far. I've gotta leave cause I'm totally stuck. Walking out on you, and I don't give a fuck. I know I'm better than you will ever be, and I know Addiction is killing me. It's keeping me from living life with integrity. Redemption is what I need, pick myself and find security. The weight of the world is holding me down. That's why I'm cursed with this depression . Addiction is bringing me down. I'm trying, I'm living, still kicking, still screaming. I'm dying, not living, my heart has stopped beating. The weight of the world is holding me down. That's why I'm cursed with this depression. I used to walk with my head up, now I walk straight ahead, closer to the dark. With no light to lead my path. I'm trying, I'm living, still kicking, still screaming. I'm dying, not living, my heart has stopped beating. I can't move on