I Wear a coat of depression that doesn’t come off
It breaks me,  rapes me, makes me feel like I’m lost
In a world full of people who don’t really care
Except for their clothes, cars, shoes, money and hair
And reality stars
….things that hold zero real worth
The coat tightens….I can feel it’s girth.
One day the coat will choke me about my neck
And then it’ll be over
Man, what the heck?

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