Whatever happens, there are three things that will come with me wherever I go; my music, my love for writing, and my depression. As fast as I run, I can't escape the inevitability of my destiny - so I want to spend my last few months writing some things that needed to be said a long time ago, and still apply. I hope you can all appreciate that.
Why waste your time,
On another crater,
That’ll pull you in,
Make you pay later.
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The boredom will take me alive.
The stress will take me dead.
The Ketamine will take me away.
Which would you choose?
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I'll sit in a teeshirt and jeans today,
Not to make trouble, or to take haste,
My body is broken, my mind misplaced,
But I think I've found my common race.
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If you have to leave, just leave
Take my soul and smile with you
Don't leave any trace
Succeed and erase
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