I can’t see where I am going,
And my body is hitting the brakes.
But my car keeps on rolling,
Right into the lake.
I think I am drowning
In the eb and flow of my emotions.
And my depression has me
Going through the motion,
If I stop paddling I will go down.
Maybe then I can have a rest.
Feeling way too much have left
Me truly upset.
Take me out of the tailspin.
Take me back in my soft heart.
I promise I will behave and stop
Tearing myself apart.
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