I saw my mom crying
and I gave her advice
I saw staci drowning
and I provided the vice
and when I was crying
I knew what it felt like
and when I was
drowning
I just wanted it to stop
and I knew
when I was in it
when I was in it
how true
the depression
the depression
to feel left
by the wayside
by the wayside
alone and lost,
with no light
with no light
no direction in life
no where to call home
my hearts not inside of me
it stays somewhere else
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