Holding Myself Up
I swallow my sadness as I walk down these empty halls.
Where I am able to catch myself when depression calls.
I feel empty when I can not trust myself with things.
And every time I turn the last corner depression sings.
Don’t get to excited tomorrow you will not be successful.
When I hear this song I always become more & more doubtful.
I try to move on as if I can not hear these voices.
But my mind does not really give me many choices.
On what I wish to hear or to fulfill this cold heart of mine.
When all of my hopes, dreams, and wishes all fall out of line.
I don’t see why I can’t change the past and fix all of my problems.
But everything I ever wanted just falls like a building with broken columns.
(2014)
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