PTSD

Halls of empty promises Rooms that stole my common sense Lost without my confidence Trying to find myself again Flooded with anxiety Fighting with the lies in me cnd the truth that likes to be Hidden from reality They say I need therapy cs if they actually cared for me Now I see the fallacy I was way too nice in High School Back when I was a side tool Cause ignorance was my degree Thought I was wise but I'm a Kindness is my Vice fool Could never tell a lie, cool Well that be nice if I received Something better than this PTSD Woah Woah Woah This PTSD Thought it was an ScT But it was a you test me Now I know your strategy Babe it's such a tragedy You flooded my anxiety Teamed up with the lies in me cnd the truth that likes to be Hidden from reality You said I need therapy cs if you actually cared for me Now I see the fallacy I was way too nice in High School Back when I was a side tool Cause ignorance was my degree Thought I was wise but I'm a Kindness is my Vice fool Could never tell a lie, cool Well that be nice if I received Something better than this PTSD Woah Woah Woah this PTSD Woah Woah Woah this PTSD I was way too nice in High School Back when I was a side tool Cause ignorance was my degree Thought I was wise but I'm a Kindness is my Vice fool Could never tell a lie, cool Well that be nice if I received Something better than this PTSD