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The first lesson dealing with depression
Its all that we hold and repressing.
Confessing would be the best thing
not letting your sins start collecting
let god take you under his left wing,
even to find a smile now would be a blessing.
Pretending to be happy is unusual but not,
to be truely free is something we forgot.
To give and get nothing
becomes unbecoming of care and loving.
Always Suffering in that tragic fate
no one will ever notice until its half past late.
Over time start to hate even more
when living life feels like its becoming a daily chore.
i still wear a frown on my face,
reliving in regret with pain i can still taste.
always feeling like a disgrace
The second lesson beings when you
realize you really don't fit in.
Its been that way since you have began,
but back then no one knew what you could do,
the geek in highschool it was true,
knowing things others did not
while they forget people like you exsisted,
To busy being wicked to even care,
so fake to recollect with a moments glare
to them you are nothing but just air
the joke of uncool, wasted to be played by a fool.
cloths are too rough, rips show the signs
of a life lived much too tough.
no justification to marter
whatever you have to say
nothing in this world even matters
our heart is the black hole tapped inside
were voided feelings come to gather
The third lesson comes best when
the others have beened learned
from those scars that are burned
on the memory that holds together so fragilely,
next step higher is off reckless knees
surviving harsh reality holding the key
with dust to the face and rain filled eyes
Even I remember the day my little dog died
I was the very first to cry
stood up after wiping all those tears
then lied when i said it didn't hurt so much
the pain as it crushed my heart inside
memories that we dwell can be our very worst fears
Just want to let go of the moment
and live life forever fighting time
but can't even focus
because our thoughts knock us out of line
They say its a chemical imbalence
is it herditary?
did my mother or father ever have this,
or is this something i'am only sharing
Chasing shadows when the lights go out
having bouts with my anger
no stranger to dilemma
Its all that we hold and repressing.
Confessing would be the best thing
not letting your sins start collecting
let god take you under his left wing,
even to find a smile now would be a blessing.
Pretending to be happy is unusual but not,
to be truely free is something we forgot.
To give and get nothing
becomes unbecoming of care and loving.
Always Suffering in that tragic fate
no one will ever notice until its half past late.
Over time start to hate even more
when living life feels like its becoming a daily chore.
i still wear a frown on my face,
reliving in regret with pain i can still taste.
always feeling like a disgrace
The second lesson beings when you
realize you really don't fit in.
Its been that way since you have began,
but back then no one knew what you could do,
the geek in highschool it was true,
knowing things others did not
while they forget people like you exsisted,
To busy being wicked to even care,
so fake to recollect with a moments glare
to them you are nothing but just air
the joke of uncool, wasted to be played by a fool.
cloths are too rough, rips show the signs
of a life lived much too tough.
no justification to marter
whatever you have to say
nothing in this world even matters
our heart is the black hole tapped inside
were voided feelings come to gather
The third lesson comes best when
the others have beened learned
from those scars that are burned
on the memory that holds together so fragilely,
next step higher is off reckless knees
surviving harsh reality holding the key
with dust to the face and rain filled eyes
Even I remember the day my little dog died
I was the very first to cry
stood up after wiping all those tears
then lied when i said it didn't hurt so much
the pain as it crushed my heart inside
memories that we dwell can be our very worst fears
Just want to let go of the moment
and live life forever fighting time
but can't even focus
because our thoughts knock us out of line
They say its a chemical imbalence
is it herditary?
did my mother or father ever have this,
or is this something i'am only sharing
Chasing shadows when the lights go out
having bouts with my anger
no stranger to dilemma