Checking In
At Wirk
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I've lost all sense to tell if the prescriptions are working Orange bottles filled with pills on shelves to make me stop hurting I am learning every day feeling exactly the same way What else is left to say? Maybe I get what I'm deserving Time is pressed into my back like a knife Pushing me into a starless night, regardless if I'm thinking right The darkness suffocates; my breathing gets tight Got no senses to fight I reach out blindly without finding anything that might return my light But that seems unacceptable when I am looking at my lot Contemptible even for someone who was born with what I got To pass up the opportunity put unto me: Did I miss the shot And slap the face of those that society never gives a spot Taught to be the protagonist but I'm clearly off the path Fought to just be adequate – and barely managed that Want to be compassionate – but I'm not sure what that takes When I am caught in this paralysis – I've lost myself to fakes A privileged up-bringing, now that fucks with your head when your head is fucked up already Cuz you've seen all the good things what they should bring: how the f*ck are you not happy And you know no one should care so you have to grin and bear it While internalizing hatred but aware you can't share it So you just stare in the full-length mirror judging every glaring flaw 'til your claws start to tear it How. Dare. I. Think. This. Song. My. Stress. Is. Any. Thing. But Worth. Less I confess I'm depressed and I wrestled with the best method of expressing my mess I get why white sadness is left for comedy – frankly it oughta be Like, what kinda wannabe Tom Macdonald prodigy do I gotta be to say this unironically Honestly, I'm past the point of apology But I'm still sorry... but should I be? What am I apologizing for? For being me? I don't know what to do… anymore... It's exhausting every time I gotta tell someone I'm fine Even though we know I'm lyin' but I promise I am tryin' I'm not the kind to reach out Locked up in a mind confined I can't shout So in this guise of mine you hear now I'm expressing the cries that I have played down The only way I know how Life is hard when your brain fucking hates you The punishment it wants to face you Until there is nothing left but the late you, but You can't let that shit overtake you As much as I have wanted… to give into madness Trapped by thoughts that haunt me I know how it happens The voices are calling me I can hear 'em laughing But that's not how this story ends I'm not cracking
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