It just ain't the world against me, its fate itself
Holding me down, no where to go, nobody I can ask for help
I've searched but never found, failure is where I'm bound
I'm gonna die mad six feet in the ground
Mind full of hardships, betrayal from the heartless
Can't cut my losses and cash in, I'm all out of chips
I use to let this one girl read my poetry
She said it was shit, increasing depression's glory
Maybe it hurt because I write a lot, or maybe because I thought I loved her
Could be a little of both, but I shake it off by saying it made me stronger
Too many chapters of my life I never want to read again
Drinking more and more, giving in to the wrong, therefore more sin
But I'll keep telling my story while walking through the crap
I'm the mantic depressant, poetry is my prozak
Holding me down, no where to go, nobody I can ask for help
I've searched but never found, failure is where I'm bound
I'm gonna die mad six feet in the ground
Mind full of hardships, betrayal from the heartless
Can't cut my losses and cash in, I'm all out of chips
I use to let this one girl read my poetry
She said it was shit, increasing depression's glory
Maybe it hurt because I write a lot, or maybe because I thought I loved her
Could be a little of both, but I shake it off by saying it made me stronger
Too many chapters of my life I never want to read again
Drinking more and more, giving in to the wrong, therefore more sin
But I'll keep telling my story while walking through the crap
I'm the mantic depressant, poetry is my prozak
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