EMVTIVNLESS/DEVASTATED

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I'm devastated by all the gossip, Call it depression, even though I tryna turn it away, I SWEAR BY THE DEVIL THAT I'M NOT A FUCKING CLOWN, REAL CUTS PROVE IT, Oh yeah, I FORGOT THAT YOU ALL ASK IF I'M OKAY JUST FOR FUN, TO SEE THE SMILE ON MY FACE WHICH DISAPPEARS IN A COUPLE OF SECONDS, YOU SEE LIGHT AND JOY, BUT I SEE DARKNESS 'N' BLOODY SUN, IT'S SEEMS LIKE I'M NAILED TO BED WHEN I WAKE UP FROM THE NEXT NIGHTMARES IN THE NIGHT AND CAN NOT RUN, WENT TO ALL PSYCHIATRISTS AND DOCTORS BUT NO ONE COULD GIMME A SOLUTION, I DON'T KNOW IF I SHOULD LIVE TO SEE SALVATION, MOST LIKELY I'LL WAIT FOR MY MENTAL EXECUTION, WHICH WILL SPEND SOME PERSONALITY OF MY MIND, DEVIL OR MY DEMON, IT DOESN'T MATTER 'CUZ I'LL END UP IN HELL ANYWAY Are you talking about positive thinking? I couldn't live with it at least a day, Antidepressants were all that kept me afloat, OPEN EYES TO THE TRUTH REALLY GOT ME BIG CLOUT, The length of time when I WAS A KID AND ABSORBED INFORMATION LIKE A SPONGE MADE ME WHAT I AM NOW, The lies that I was taught when I was a child, I REALIZED WHAT IT WAS JUST NOW, I COULD NOT BELIEVE THAT LIFE'S SO EASY AND BRIGHT AND THAT WAS THE RIGHT THOUGHT, I TRIED TO OPEN THE EYES OF OTHERS, BUT THEY CALLED ME A PSYCHO I realized that if others don't ask for help, then they don't need it, My life's on the first priority, And other lives shouldn't worry me, I shouldn't be a bag of answers, I should be a person and solve my own problems

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