Life really coming fast at me
Taking charge of my emotions
Working hard with my brain
Facing the odd and setting them straight
If I would ever go down
I want the world to be a better place for the ones who love me
Hard depression and anxiety all boils down to ptsd
Tbh there’s no reason to live again
I’ll rather take my life than ruin my destiny
I’m still here because there’s work to be done
And when the work is done my soul gone
This ain’t a cry for help