mario william vitale - after the storm lyrics
i’m a mess, but i’m trying to clean up been through the storm, i’m crying from these cuts
i mess up more things than i get right this is the worst of me, so how can i give you the best life?
no one to hug me, so i hold my pen tight and move it slow
trying to think of the perfect words and hope i don’t lose the flow
a million thoughts in a mind of pain, i’m struggling to express myself
scared i’ll relapse with self-harm, i need to get the help
empty brandy bottles surround the table i sit at with my pad
anxiety forces me to over think everything to the point where i’m sad
going out to the club every weekend, becoming a regular with the bartender
taking more shots than a gang member
i need something, i just need to know i’m worthy of happiness and love how come it’s never been enough
depression won’t leave me, it just goes on hiatus here and there
what i write are the tears i share
i no longer know the difference between nightmares and dreams
i’m a mess and maybe i’m not worthy of being clean
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