Paper Planes

A mental diary, 18th of August 2020

I'm fucking, so, just done, man

If there wasn't people fucking nearby

I could start crying, easy

There's like tears

Right there man, ready to go

I'm sitting in the midland's sky praying for a change

My teardrops keep on falling just like the pouring rain

I didn't know it then, but I was in my darkest days

So I write my dreams on paper planes and let them fly away

Singing, "Oh, Hallelujah"

I wish I knew that heavy hearts, maxed credit cards will go away

Singing, "Oh, Hallelujah"

Thank God, I knew when life gets hard, I'll wear the scars of yesterday

I'll write my dreams on paper planes

Send them up, up and away

Singing "Oh, Hallelujah," it's okay

It's all gonna be okay

My mind is like a wrecking ball, destruction in its wake

I've been working fourteen hours for just as many days

My brother sees me crying, but it's not that kind of pain

So I write my dreams on paper planes and let them fly away

Singing, "Oh, Hallelujah"

I wish I knew that heavy hearts, maxed credit cards will go away

Singing, "Oh, Hallelujah"

Thank God, I knew when life gets hard, I'll wear the scars of yesterday

I'll write my dreams on paper planes

Send them up, up and away

Singing "Oh, Hallelujah," it's okay

It's all gonna be okay

And I just

Life, man

What the fuck?

I feel

Just

Mentally and emotionally drained

To fuck

And holding it in is taking its toll

Singing, "Oh, Hallelujah"

I wish I knew that heavy hearts, maxed credit cards will go away

Singing, "Oh, Hallelujah"

Thank God, I knew when life gets hard, I'll wear the scars of yesterday

I'll write my dreams on paper planes

Send them up, up and away

Singing "Oh, Hallelujah," it's okay

It's all gonna be okay