LIFE
Everyday I feel like I'm losing my grip on life
I don't even see myself living long enough to obtain a wife
Everyone and everything irritates me like a rash
I don't want to work a regular job so I'm on Steemit spilling my craft in hopes for cash
Depression and Anxiety keep me trapped in an invisible box
While people I call family throw visible rocks
I want to die, that's my current mood
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I only have about 3 good days
The rest I'm just around, breathing but barely living in a haze
If I go, it won't be from a knife,
It's the stress, the hurt, the betrayal that'll take my life.
