Depression Is Your Step Mom With Your Passwords ‘n Keys

Yes come whenever you like and stay

Longer than I want.

Tell me my hair looks stupid and

My sunken eyes project haunt.

Whisper my life’s for nothing

That’s why my skills are few

Tell me it’s me and only me

Nothin’ to do with you.

You are good.

You are right and

You gonna snuggle me tonight

Cause we’re inseparable, you an me.

And there ain’t any sense in me breaking free.

Is ‘er?

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

 

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