Absent Minded
Self help
writing it out again
these thoughts that are in my head
they float to the surface
like a balloon that vanishes in the sky
but this isnt a sky its my mind
and the balloon is a broken promise lullaby
of the life i would be living if things were different
Babysitting parapalegic and autistic children
instead of running away from maffia men
who killed three of my peers
then came for me and my girlfriend
and then the drugs and peer pressure
and they tell u life is what you make it
but a mistake can take away everything you know
so self help is all i have left to heal my woes
Writing is my self help
and im not focusing half the time
i dont reach within to find what it is i need to be doing
sure get another job to fail
to quit because someon blames you for pilphering thousands of dollars
to scream it wasnt me and theyre wearing yellow
like it makes sense at all
self help
is all i have
everyday
from dusk till dawn
i dont watch vampire movies
or chainsaw massacre stories i think theyre wrong
and those authors need to self reflect
but im tired of crying
im sorry things turned out this way
and im not sure what self help trucks i can think of next
sit here and wait
for some miracle to fall from the sky
the soup kitchen
the foodbank
a piece of paper and a pen
a religion to remind me im going to hell for being a homosexual
yay for me!!!!
self help self help
self help
thats all i can do
i swallow the pills
to blow my nose in my hand when there s a box of tissue right there
i lay on the floor for weeks in depression
wondering what next month has in store
i cry for a world that makes fun of me and my insanity
like it matters self help is the only thing for me
and it costs a lot of money
money i dont have
money i cant make
from jobs i cant keep
so self help
i look up on the internet but paypal isnt cheap
so ur my self help
my interactive audience
and uve got me through a lot
uve got me to self reflect and understand somethings
of what i can
but ohnestly
if theres any everlasting life or eternity
im not drinking from that cup
these thoughts that are in my head
they float to the surface
like a balloon that vanishes in the sky
but this isnt a sky its my mind
and the balloon is a broken promise lullaby
of the life i would be living if things were different
Babysitting parapalegic and autistic children
instead of running away from maffia men
who killed three of my peers
then came for me and my girlfriend
and then the drugs and peer pressure
and they tell u life is what you make it
but a mistake can take away everything you know
so self help is all i have left to heal my woes
Writing is my self help
and im not focusing half the time
i dont reach within to find what it is i need to be doing
sure get another job to fail
to quit because someon blames you for pilphering thousands of dollars
to scream it wasnt me and theyre wearing yellow
like it makes sense at all
self help
is all i have
everyday
from dusk till dawn
i dont watch vampire movies
or chainsaw massacre stories i think theyre wrong
and those authors need to self reflect
but im tired of crying
im sorry things turned out this way
and im not sure what self help trucks i can think of next
sit here and wait
for some miracle to fall from the sky
the soup kitchen
the foodbank
a piece of paper and a pen
a religion to remind me im going to hell for being a homosexual
yay for me!!!!
self help self help
self help
thats all i can do
i swallow the pills
to blow my nose in my hand when there s a box of tissue right there
i lay on the floor for weeks in depression
wondering what next month has in store
i cry for a world that makes fun of me and my insanity
like it matters self help is the only thing for me
and it costs a lot of money
money i dont have
money i cant make
from jobs i cant keep
so self help
i look up on the internet but paypal isnt cheap
so ur my self help
my interactive audience
and uve got me through a lot
uve got me to self reflect and understand somethings
of what i can
but ohnestly
if theres any everlasting life or eternity
im not drinking from that cup
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