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Wasted Time Wasted No Longer
Time wasted
Hiding out
Everyday in fear
All alone
With reasons
Not exactly clear
All the things
I hold dear
Taken away
Wishing for
The joys
Of yesterday
What's going
On here
Of things that once
Were so clear
I seem to now
Be not quite sure
Looking all around me
For any trace
Of sanity
And never really
Finding any
Have to pull myself
Out of this funk
While I still
Give a fuck
Enough not to
Give up
Always being
Tripped up
By shit
So fucked up
I don't even
Know where to begin
But beaten down
I now refuse
To ever be again
I am smart
I am strong
I am worth it
And it's about
Damn time
I acted like it
