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Depression by Jey
there's a pistol in my back seat, an a blade in my rest, i was cruisin thru the projects, losin my breath, my temples is achin, my brain is pressin in, lost my job last friday, i know what depression is- mom dukes is in michigan, step dad is flippin in, this house, alone we stay, wonder if he's given in, he speaks in the distance, no progress made, this depression's just depressin, but i never will escape- depression is my life, im jobless broke an tired, sick of explaining i resigned, cuz its the nice way to say fired- depression is closing in, no more throwing out my mind, if people want opinions they can ask, i wont waste time- i aint never quit ya'll, for work or even rhymes, cuz i've asked what your depression's is, an heard it all described- we all been thru some drama, who needs help to understand, depression is my life, but not my only plan- |