Mike Thomas - Certified Bummer Boy

I apologize for my appearance
Not the way I look, just my mere existence
I've been out of this mindset for far too long
And it's about damn time
For a perfect storm
A cluster fuck of bitter luck
Internal war
Is raging in my body
All I do is fight
When depression is a hobby
Something isn't right
It's not like I wanna be like this
I have dreams of the future too
Maybe it's just a bad habit
I'm a glutton for self abuse
I can't fight it
I won't survive it
My worries gather like a fucking intervention
I'm trying
Not to get violent
But the knife I'm holding wants to cut the tension
Not all who wander are lost
Maybe they just hate what they found
And they won't ever stop
Until the day we put them in the ground
I'm sorry for my incoherence
I'm just trying to make sense of life
But I fear that I've come too far, it's too late to right my wrongs
Cause I believed the lies
I told myself
Fabricated medication
But it didn't help
Cause I'm beaten to a pulp
Spitting teeth in the sink
And my blood is ice cold
So I'm beginning to think
Maybe I really wanna be like this
Does my heart look better bruised?
Am I too late or can this still be fixed?
Am I even in a place to choose?
I can't fight it
I won't survive it
My worries gather like a fucking intervention
I'm trying
Not to get violent
But the knife I'm holding wants to cut the tension
Not all who wander are lost
Maybe they just hate what they found
And they won't ever stop
Until the day we put them in the ground
I'm trying not
To hide it But
This side of me is scarred and ugly
I'd be lying if
I said I didn't miss
Thinking I could still be lucky
I can't describe it
But I've decided
I'll keep that feeling locked away Inside me
I won't disguise it
Or redesign it
Cause it's time to put the past behind me

Written by:
Mike Schraeder

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