I got so many goals in my soul
But this Depression keeps taking a toll
I’m tired of writing without another pair of eyes to read
Will I get more readers if I was dead
Seems like they don’t see your work until your gone
My heart wants to keep going
But my efforts and my viewers just don’t match up
My dreams were put on halt and I’m just trying to catch up
But I’m wondering is it too late
Am I too late
Tired of speaking to an empty room
Will I make it before my death bed
Or will this led only get read when I’m on the front page of the paper
That’ll be the day my fam stop being my biggest hater
So many will lie about not knowing I was suffering
Straight bluffing for some sympathy
I’m just feeling empty
Is this just empty words from my soul
Maybe
Or Maybe I’m just making room
