Yes, I've grown up, I live alone now, have I made it?
Growing up is not succeeding, did you face it?
I've built a life for myself, now can I break it?
for I wanna be the child that I was, carefree and naked
I've lost and won enough now, are we done with the races?
I just wanna run and fall down, and not hate it
I'm not so happy anymore, should I start faking?
My voice is numb, he won't speak. stop shaking
somebody get her the mic. maa, please take it
My mind won't go to sleep, maa. This thought chain, break it
I remember the words to your lullaby, let's remake it
Quick, before I go to bed forever, maa, wake me.
Now, my depression is not a disease, don't start treating
it's a pool of thoughts inside my head & I can't escape it
and mine is not any bigger than hers, please don't weigh it
it's the child of concern showered on me when I didn't need it
it's my confidence and free wild imagination, slowly diminished
it's every memory that I wish wasn't mine, I can't just erase it
it's the weight of infinite lines on my throat that never made it
out, and it won't lift now if I just get up and say it
all out loud to you, for my depression is not today, its belated
not all hope is lost though, depression is kinda overrated
my house is patchy and worn out, it just needs to be painted
my past has murdered my present but my future can always save it
just make me some happy memories, get me a dog and I'll name it (bravo)
so, somebody get her the mic. maa, please take it
my mind is grey and fragile now. once again, raise it
I remember the words to your lullaby, let's remake it
I've been asleep for a while now maa, it's time, wake me
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