Depressed daily

Depressed daily
The bread winner of my family
I'll be 22 in june time is my enemy
Coming from a poor back ground
Im still in that poor back crowd
Hard times left a permanent frown
Make me king give me my throne and crown
A nice apartment in the quiet side of town
Big windows with the view of the ocean
My dreams keep me up at night
My reality won't let me sleep I spend hours awake
Wish I could erase my past mistakes
Send me back to 1988 its 2 p.m for rebirth
To be stillborn that never lived to see the earth
Escape from it all just like my hero with this rope
Or just come and give me hope its hard to cope