Venting

Tue, 07/16/2013 - 04:04 -- Kvnfish

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I'm just so depressed I have scary thoughts that are coming-back

Just trying my best to flee away from my mind like I'm running-track

Why does my life suck so much to the point where I start losing-touch

Like I'm accelerating 100 miles per hour, and I'm just abusing-this-clutch

I really don't know what to do any more It's like a never ending-cycle 

Once I'm done and it's empty, I'm just bending-the-bottle-of-NyQuil

I don't ever think there's been a night I haven't cried myself to-sleep

If it weren't for rap, I don't know how else I'd be feeling-with-a-pen

Like I threw all my problems out in the ocean and I'm just reeling-it-in

I used to be happy, but the Devil went ahead and started stealing-my-grin

You can call me Casper, I'm as pale as a ghost kinda like the ceiling-trim

I'm stuck in this hell hole, deep inside is a demon, Still dealing-with-him

You can catch me in the back getting acupuncture till-I'm-kneeling-in-pins

I'm in dire need to see a shrink to go deep in my head and make me think

I could easily tell you how I feel just give me the pens, I'll trade-you the-ink

You can't mistake me for being fake, seeing me is the only one I can relate

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