Through happy days and sad days, Through mania and depression
The pain is a constant
All the beaches and rides and music and chocolate
Do nothing more than create a dent
It just sucks and sucks all energy from you
Till you crash… tired, exhausted, spent.
I remember seeing the future through my rose tinted glasses
My hopes, my dreams, my aspirations, my life
Now i wallow in self pity and cry with despair
Wondering, was this all I was meant?