The ask me what my problem is
And tell me to fix it or else
I make up a story
And act as if
I will wake up and everything will be back together’
But I know in my heart
That I’ll always be this way
Depressed
Broken
Hopeless
Confused
The list could go on forever
I don’t want to wake up
And continue this charade
Everyday gets harder
And if this is not rock bottom,’
I don’t want to know what
Rock bottom really feels like