my heart is heavy
my pockets are empty
my soul remains a shell
I’m broken yet broke
nothing goes right
things falls apart
I’m losing my mind
I’m going mad
I’ve been hanging there
I’ve tried to be positive
but I’m tired of hanging
It feels like an offense
I’m a walking shell
with my head down
I feel more defeated
this far no further
this feels like hell
I can’t deal no mo
where must I go?
who must I talk to?
I feel lost?
broken yes I’m…
bcos my heart is heavy
broke… that too,
my pockets remain empty