I Died the Day I Became Religious
the excuses we make
are the reasons we live for
because we don't want to admit
the real life we live
i learned this from experiance
i lied to the ones i love
i lied to the ones i dont
i lied to the ones i trusted
and i lied to the one called me
i hate to look back at the changes ive made
//not because of the change//
but because of the disgrace i am to them
i look around and see
all these happy people
i ask myself
''why cant i be like that''
then i realize
i am
depression is a mind game
we role the dice
and select our own pawns
we choose our happiness
and i have chosen mine
why did i make the choice i did
i have everything i need
and yet
i loathe the misery i live in
this is not what true happiness is
sorrow has enveloped my true feelings
and sadly
without reason
save me father
save me now
i need to live the life i promised you
i need to feel the way i felt
when i chose the right things
i do not have a map to this lonely world
but i do have you
guiding me
leading me
what else could i want
you are my escape from the escapes i have chosen
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