No Rash Thoughts
There is nothing rasional inside my head.It's all probably because I've never left my bed.
Just stayed here for days now,
and all I want to do is play now.
I can't seem to find a way round,
these obstacles and emptiness all round my head.
What if I've misplaced my mind?
What if I give chase after it to find?
Would I ever seem to find a way,
that I could function in?
I know I've been invested to too many other ways.
That in this nonfunctional one I'm in,
I have no room to live out my days.
Wow depression ain't it a bitch!
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