Overdose

I leave my blood on the walls of today

hoping soon the pain soon will go away

im not here to make you happy

im so sick of being all sappy

i want to be tough, independent, and free

but the thing is that's not at all me

im caring, compassionate, and cautious

im somebody i would hope you would miss

really though i dont make much of an impression

i can make you smile, but i easily slide into depression

i guess the reason is so simple i suppose

im dieing of a drepression overdose