Bleak

Summer depression begins in August Nothing can stand it, nothing can stop it Saturday goes by, Sunday watch the morning news I wanna wait by but I can't queue it Under my breath I get right to it Everything takes a little time to heal I would like to think that I could be Anything that I wanted to be When did I become so shallow now Everything in this world seems bleak It's nothing to do with you or me It's how everything's turned out How about now Always wait for With you Always I hate living on a live wire Nothing can stop to fuel the fire Everything burns and then I learn The hard way