On the stremph by Slumlords

Resilient

by Slumlords· from On the stremph

I'm in a funk and I just can't work my way out of this hell My mind wants to shut down close out like a mental prison cell I sit around and think about everything that hurts I'm ineffective wasting time and it just makes things worse It's my own prison cell Caught in a trap One that I built myself But I'm fighting to come back Recurring hopelessness And unending pain Every time I beat it down It comes at me once again It's my own prison cell Caught in a trap One that I built myself But I'm fighting to come back I fought it before And I'll fight it again It still hasn't beat me And I won't let it win Resilient