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I'll go now


 

When you want to sleep but the thoughts start to creep,
and all of your bones have started to groan.
You don't know what to say, you just try to keep it at bay.
I’ve had enough I tell my depression but no matter what I still keep on stressin’.
The blood in my veins boils every day just because I feel all this pain.
To close to fall, too far away to run,
maybe I should tell someone.
It hurts really bad, but I can’t be sad,
not while they’re watching they just might get mad.
It's not that leaving, escaping this place I just want happiness in my hearts empty space.
Nobody knows nobody knows, my heart just heavily groans.
Deeper and deeper to the darkness I sink, somebody please just get me a drink,
a drink of change, a drink of joy. Please now that you've heard my story,
give me love, kindness, care.
Please tell me if I get in your hair I don’t want to bother you or hurt you that's not fair.

 

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