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My throne

Artificial lightingĀ 
Pretty frighteningĀ 
Come over to the dark sideĀ 
We don’t let the light inĀ 
Curtains closedĀ 
And I’m frozeĀ 
Stuck to this spotĀ 
Head on my pillowĀ 
But I definitely don’t sleep
And I don’t really eatĀ 
I make plans to meetĀ 
Then I cancel that shitĀ 
It’s just how I am nowĀ 
Actin happy to see people
It’s a sketchĀ 
Take a bowĀ 
The performance is overĀ 
I’m back homeĀ 
Get back to my bed
Bitch this is my throneĀ 
I should win an OscarĀ 
A golden globeĀ 
My actress skills are out of controlĀ 
Stuck in my zoneĀ 
Cos when I’m feeling shit
Lying in my pitĀ 
People need me so I snap out of itĀ 
Givin life adviceĀ 
Whilst feeling cold as iceĀ 
But they come to me cos I know about lifeĀ 
I know about the strife
That life gives sometimesĀ 
And that big fuckin ladder that I’m always climbingĀ 
Seein people post that the sun is shiningĀ 
I told you motherfuckers I dont let the light inĀ 
How am I to knowĀ 
I can’t see through the smokeĀ 
One negative thought and then I’m provokedĀ 
To roll some weedĀ 
Then anotherĀ 
And anotherĀ 
And anotherĀ 
I can’t stop thinkin bout my fucked up motherĀ 
About my brothers and my sisters and my sisters and my brothersĀ 
But snap back saffĀ 
Your friend has split with her fellaĀ 
Take a weight off her shouldersĀ 
So she’s as light as a featherĀ 

Weights off her shoulders
I’m still carryin mineĀ 
And it’s gettin real heavyĀ 
Shits hurtin my spineĀ 
Bending over backwards for the ones I loveĀ 
Cos the ones I wanna give my all to are high aboveĀ 
So for those couple of minutes I’m feelin goodĀ 
But when I’m done with that we’re back to the budĀ 
Persona changin with the flick of a switchĀ 
Got me feelin like there’s a bit of a glitchĀ 
In my systemĀ 
ProblemsĀ 
can’t list ā€˜emĀ 
We’ll be here all nightĀ 
And bitches won’t listen
Mask on
Ā you can’t see my many facesĀ 
I’m slippin I’m trippin I ain’t tied my lacesĀ 
Don’t know if I’ll win whatever this race is
LifeĀ 
It’s quite a funny little thingĀ 
Staring at my phoneĀ 
My ringtone sings it ringsĀ 
Ringa ding dingĀ 
Ringa ding dingĀ 
I sing and dance on my own sometimesĀ 
I really wile out the time just fliesĀ 
I do these things to elevate my moodĀ 
The room ain’t as silent when I listen toĀ 
MusicĀ 

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Marion

Well...you have written the contents of my head also...good write x

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Saffron Amber Hill

Sorry if it hit home a little! Been through a lot trying to tackle depression but keep going šŸ’œ

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