s.A.D

I dont feel much today There's a SADNESS dOWN dEEP iN my bONES IT'S lIKE I'm bRAIN dEAD bUT I'm aWAKE AND i'm sCARED tHAT i'm lOSING hOPE Am i dAmNED, am i cURSED Cause tHE PRAYERS NEVER WORK MAYBE I'm nOT fIT tO bE SAVED BuT aLL gOOD tHINGS COME tO tHOSE WHO WAIT AND i'm sEVEN dAYS iN jUST tRYING tO COPE AND I'm hANGING by a tHREAD aT tHE END OF mY rOPE DREAmING OF A fUTURE tHAT I'LL NEVER hAVE THE dAYS ARE gETTING bRIGHTER bUT I'm JUST SO SICK, SICK, SICK SICK OF bEING s.A.D I'm so sICK, SICK, SICK SICK OF bEING S.A.D I uSED tO tHINK, yEA i uSED tO bELIEVE I COULD bE ANYTHING I WANTED tO bE BUT nOW tHE SUN SETS dOWN iN tHE dIRT AND SENTImENTAL IS JUST ANOTHER WORD BuT i'm nOT mAD, I'm mUCH WORSE Cause I hATE hOW iT hURTS WISHING I COULD WISH iT AWAY BuT aLL good tHINGS cOME tO tHOSE WHO WAIT AND i'm sEVEN mONTHS iN JUST tRYING tO cOPE AND i'm hANgING by a tHREAD aT tHE END OF my rOPE DREAmING OF A fUTURE tHAT I'LL NEVER hAVE THE dAYS ARE gETTING bRIGHTER bUT I'm JUST SO SICK SICK, SICK SICK OF bEING S.A.D I'm so sICK, sICK, sICK SICK OF bEING S.A.D AND I'm sEVEN yEARS iN JUST TRYING tO COPE AND i'm hANGING by a tHREAD aT tHE END OF mY rOPE DREAMING OF A fUTURE THAT I'LL NEVER hAVE THE dAYS aRE gETTING bRIGHTER bUT i'm JUST SO SICK SICK, SICK SICK OF bEING S.A.D I'm so sICK, sICK, sICK SICK OF bEING S.A.D I dont feel much today