The Key

I thought I'd hit rock bottom.
I was wrong, oh how I couldn't fathom.

The extent to which i could fall
It's really hard to pick up the ball

The decision I made was simple
But now it's growing like a pimple

And I feel like I'm about to burst
But not before I say this first

I hope you're happy, I really do
It's all I've ever, ever, wanted for you

I was selfish, I was to blame
My wishful delusions for glory and fame

"Live a life without regret"
Isn't that what I always said?

I think that is my greatest fear
I'm scared, because I lost something so dear...

FUCK

My mind is a wretch,

I wish I could fetch,

Something.

Something to wedge.

It out.

I can't figure it out.

I'm so used to figuring it out.

And now I can't.

And I'm full of doubt.

And I wish I was somewhere far away, alone, just so I could shout!

Shout out the pain, expel it through a different route.

*breathe*

I always knew karma would haunt me.

I need to get up, I need to be free.

I just wish,

I really wish,

I had the key.

Motivation

Constant feel of sedation
Minor highs of elation
Mind effin, time wastin'
Just like masturbation

Caught in the rip that's pulling me out
Writing is my life jacket
All I want to do is shout
"Just deal with it Chris, just hack it"

I think I just need some attention,
Because I've lost all my concentration
Sitting here, life hatin'
God, give me back my motivation.

My Mind

Too many things are on my mind.
Scattered remnants that are hard to find.

Constantly running out of time.
Just can't seem to make it all combine.

I'm finding it hard concentrate,
It's probably why I'm always late.

Getting sick, it won't go away.
Slowly drowning day by day.

Need to get out, need to escape.
*Cough* I'm sick.

Need to sedate.

My mind.

Need to find.

My mind.

Need to unwind.

My mind.

*Cough*

Time to sleep. Wake up at 9.