It was a dark and stormy night. I was born. I am continually amazed at the journey I am on. |
You told me not to worry
No one gets out alive...
In one of my darkness days
I asked "What is it you see in me?"...
As time goes by
it is darkness which provides peace...
I am just a part
of who I am...
I think I was
born in Hell...
I could barely see you through my tears
Holding you in my arms...
You were my first love
You were perfect...
I've never been able to figure out if my depression causes my screwed-up life, or my screwed-up life causes my depression. |
I always hoped I'd figure out who I am someday. I hope it's soon, I think I'm running out of time. |
I know who I never was. I am clueless on who I will become. |