I've been dealing with depression ever since I was a kid

Got some skeletons inside my closet better if forbid

Watched my step dad beat my momma left a mark I can't forgive

And these memories are haunting I can't get them out my head

And my demons they are close I practically have made my friend

I just sit alone in silence staring at the ceiling fan

Tryna gather all my thoughts praying that its not the end

Always been an over thinker that's just part of who I am

I won't go back to the doctors cause they'll put me on some pills

Know I'm not the only one who understands the way I feel

Half my family way too envious I made it out the slums

While they stuck inside the same fucking position that they was

I have tried to make it work all the lies are so absurd

Left me miserably unhappy to the point I'm on the verge

Could be better could be worse

Self indulging in my hurt

I should probably move on

I think it's time to put me first

These voices won't go

I'm riding solo

Nobody gets me

Inside so empty

These voices won't go

I'm riding solo

Nobody gets me

Inside so empty

Why is everybody dying that I used to grow up with

So much hatred in this world they say ignorance is bliss

If my thoughts could really kill well I think you know the rest

If it wasn't for this music swear to God that I'd be dead

And my life an open book I write about it in these songs

Been a liar been a thief I've been a victim all along

They say karma gonna find you it don't matter where you run

Cause your problems will still be there till you fix the damage done

Did my father even care? Since he left when I was two

Got some questions left unanswered probably best I never knew

Dealing with PTSD nightmares when I fall asleep

Sense of emptiness inside

What you sow is what you reap