A little moody as frustration kicks my quiet closet door in
I’m tired but haven’t done any work far, from the beginning
Suffering, hoping to recover, the spirit is willing the flesh, cracked rubber
Sleep won’t command the ship of purpose to shore
My weaknesses roar attacking oars I’m floored taking on more
Used to play video games for hours trying to escape
Used to daydream for days satisfied with an imaginary cape
Playing intense conversations that never took place
Rewinding it all over again different options same tape
If I hate this so much why repeat the very same track
Like playing sad music with depression and its abuse spitting the opposite of facts
Oh you of little faith my nickname throughout this pain
So yeah I’m a little moody and frustrated fending off shame.
People depending on me find out the truth via the second’s hand
Expectations higher than the sun, results, down in unkept sewers
But I pray on my pilgrim’s progress not to be the man in the iron cage
The key labeled promise at my heart to escape doubting castle
Hopeful my companion and led by true light into days with perfect sight
Moody frustration will give place to patient waiting
Fully participating In abating flashing neon lights of grim that dim
And may my book of events lead others on safer routes
May we pray for each other regarding overcoming all doubts.
