A stage of life

I'm just so fuckin' depressed.I just can seem to get out this slump.If I could just get over this humpBut I need something to pull me out this dumpI took my bruises, took my lumps.Fell down and I got right back up.But I need that spark to get psyched back up.

In order for me to pick that mic back up.I don't know how I pry away.And I ended up in this position. I'm inI starting to feel distant again.So I decided just to pick this pen up and tried to make an attempt to vent.But I just can't admit.Or come to grips, with the fact that I may be done with life .I need a new outlet.I know some shits so hard to swallow.And I just can't sit back and wallow.

In my own sorrow.But I know one factI'll be one tough act to follow.One tough act to follow.Copy.One tough act to follow.Here today, gone tomorrow.But you have to walk a thousand miles.