I Just Want to See the Light
Filled with joy until I’m hit with depression,
It smacks me back and forth like I am its obsession.
He comes into my room spending late nights,
Gun is locked and loaded and I’m in his sights.
When I’m with my friends I can’t stop pretending,
And all alone I can’t stop offending
Myself, like I have no choice.
Beat myself up and he just enjoys,
When I frown, He’s up and down
He’s In my walls, he’s in the ground.
I fear he’s taking over my life.
Everything I do is not right
But still I fight
I just want to see the light.
I try to escape but he comes my way
When he’s in my room I am afraid
But still I pray
I just want to see the light.
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