Antidepressants are great, my doctor doubled my dose the other week (that’s not as scary as it sounds, I was on a low dose before) and I never thought I’d wake up one day and realise I felt different. Makes me wonder how long I’ve needed them, I genuinely think I may of needed these for 5 or more years, but just passed feeling shit off as part of being a teenager. One unwelcome side effect is that I’m much more complacent and satisfied with my situation (which I shouldn’t be, I’m unemployed). I need to be careful to not let time slip by faster now that I don’t have that nagging in the back of my head.
It’s alright to tell me what you think about me I won’t try to argue or hold it against you I know that you’re leaving you must have your reasons The season is calling and your pictures are falling down
The steps that I retrace the sad look on your face The timing and structure did you hear he fucked her? A day late a buck short I’m writing the report On losing and failing when I move I’m flailing now
And it’s happened once again I’ll turn to a friend Someone that understands Sees through the master plan
But everybody’s gone And I’ve been here for too long To face this on my own Well I guess this is growing up
Well I guess this is growing up
And maybe I’ll see you at a movie sneak preview You’ll show up and walk by on the arm of that guy And I’ll smile and you’ll wave we’ll pretend it’s okay The charade it won’t last when he’s gone I won’t come back
And it’ll happen once again You’ll turn to a friend Someone that understands And sees through the master plan
But everybody’s gone And you’ve been there for too long To face this on your own Well I guess this is growing up
Well, I guess this is growing up [4x] Well, I guess this is growing up
You could speak to me, rather than making public asides. Wallowing implies both that I enjoy and have a choice In the way I am. You know nothing about the last few months of my life and I have not once attempted to play for any kind of sympathy. What a wonderful thing you destroyed.