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| 27 4/15/01 What's Wrong? What�s wrong with me, As you would say, I know right from wrong, I know the light of day, So you would say, I�m not that ok Too many crazy thoughts, Too many sleepless nights, How do you go through each day? As you would say, Trying to keep sane, Failing to understand, Not knowing where you�re going in life, Not caring about it at all, So you would say, I�m not ok, No point in living out another day, No point in not living out the end of this day, I still don�t see why I struggle on, Things could change, But probably won�t So you would say, What�s wrong with me? Each letter written down comes strait from the heart, Each word, each phrase, Even them twisted little rhymes As of late depression has ruled, Fucking up my goals, Fucking up my life, So you would say I�m really not ok Looking ahead I see a light, It�s dim, but there telling me to fight Each day is a battle strait up hill, My life shouldn�t have 2 be this way, I think I need to find a better light, Oh fuck it where�s my gun? Out of bullets� I guess that�s the end of that Time to live another day, And try to find a better way. |