Confussion! do not disturb!
Confussion has plagued me all through my life When I am asked what is wrong? I am to scared to say I don't fucking know! Now please go away.... It's not that I'm ungrateful, for the show of concern It's just the intruesion... From moment to moment, my mind changes course So unless you keep up, please stop and think... If you want my life story, let's share a meal and a drink Otherwise your caring seem shallow and weak It can all feel so empty... Meeting new people is becoming hard for me... I can't help but think... WHat does this fucker need? I am used up and empty, it's just how I feel, It won't last forever... but I need something real. Depression has touched me... And I am not afraid... on the coldest and darkest of days I cry and I grieve knowing this feeling will pass, But I can't help but think its a challenging task Being strong when I'm weak is easy to do, it's when strong acts all weak ,