Kind of
Kind of depressing
Holding on to people
To not be lonely
Even though you feel alone
More than half the time
Even if good people are surrounding you
Kind of depressing
Being so attached to people
Letting them get away with mistreating you
They give 50% while you give 100% plus more
Can’t get an explanation of someone’s day without persistence
If you ask me
I’ll tell you the ins and outs even the doubts
Kind of depressing
When you visually see you’re falling
And you’re falling
Down a hole
Kind of depressing
Knowing what’s best for you
And only doing what’s best for others
Kind of depressing
Not knowing where you want to go in life
Kind of depressing
Knowing you’re not intelligent enough
Kind of depressing..just not knowing what to do
Constantly fighting yourself and only ending up being more confused
Wanting more because you give more
In the span of the few minutes I take to reply I already envision the worst possible cause
Trigger,after trigger,after trigger
Feeling like a needed one to the head
Wanting to free myself from shit that grounds me
My soul feels trapped all the time and I just want to fly
All these pathways and choices to make
if I make the wrong one I could end up with a less than satisfactory life
But what is right or wrong for me
I may be where I’m exactly supposed to be
Doesn’t mean I like it
Kind of depressing that I don’t have many ways to cope healthily
Disposable and Forgetful
I try so hard
But break a little more inside knowing I can’t even fulfill my own self
Kind of depressing
Right?...