Why I’m Depressed
I donâ€™t feel like getting up today, my head is really hurting.
My body aches, the lights are too bright, but I must return to life.
The dog needs out and the kid needs fed, God, I donâ€™t want to leave this bed.
The bills are late and the heat is low, the house is cold, time to shovel snow.
Itâ€™s off to work and no time to play, I wish that it didnâ€™t have to be this way.
Class was boring and work really sucked, its home I go to clean and mop.
The house is dirty, the cupboards are bare,
Thereâ€™s not enough food for the both of us here.
My eyes are blurry, the migraines return, and I have no more energy to burn.
I need to lay down, but thereâ€™s so much to do, I canâ€™t get up, but no sleep until 2,
When all the works done and the kid is content,
And the dog is fed and I find money for rent.
Maybe tomorrow I can sleep in, no I guess not, and my thoughts start to spin.
More bills to pay, more work to find, more homework due and thereâ€™s no more time. Another Tylenol or maybe a Motrin, time for sleep, tomorrows wide open.