I wish i could put the clutch on the hectic pace of my brain

To Muffle my pain

Silence the feeling theres nothing left to gain

Nothing’s been the same

Since Frantic thoughts started jumbling my mindspace

And Depression became my closest friend

Betraying me since way back when

I wanted to be as smart as Tj Henderson

Wish I could take it back to the arcade

and buy myself some extra lives again

Think im stuck in denial

Whats wrong feels the most right

At least im so low it must only get better

Im searching for a light

Would sell my soul if it meant peace for yours at all

Even if it means losing the peace in mines you know

Learning how to speak to my soul

The devil been keeping me on my tippy toes

And this pandemic got me revisiting my worst states

Writing to numb the pain

Hope my problems blend into the page

Smudge and smear into the lines as the tears leak down my face

Lets see if it gets better or stays the same

If the depression remains