Get through
I spend every day trying to get through
another day with depression, a suicidal thought or 2
now don't think that im complaining or that I can't deal with stress
its just that right now, my life is nothing short of a mess
with school over my head, a job, and cerebral palsy
the first thing i do is hang up if someone calls me
I've just been shutting out the world, but I might let in you
If you can convince me that theres a reason that I should get through
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