It is hard to act normal all the time
And sometimes, I’m not sure that I want to
The highs make me feel like I’m in my prime
And the lows make me want to follow through
I drink and then I medicate mys...
Stuck in sadness
Staring at the despair
I try to move the hand
But the clock will not share
It ticks its own beat
An ominous-type snare
The sound fills me with dread
Yet I can’t seem to care
I feel st...