Night rolls in and I’m always awake
I’m ok with the Lord, my soul to take
Legs on fire and full of movement
So lonely, one person ruined it

I’m empty and sad
Loss of interest in everything
Except being a Dad

Anxiety has a strangle hold on my soul
I have trouble remember things
This shit gets old

All I do is eat and pack on the pounds
Who the fuck wants the doughboy walking around?

Tearfulness, emptiness
Pacing all day from restlessness
I don’t need my life to be the same
But I do want to feel sane

Cramps in my back and thighs
Let me know that I’m alive
There is no shame as I feel the pain
Maybe I’m really going insane?


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