All Gone Wrong

life was together,

but now its not

what's wrong with me? ....STOP!

So what's the point of thinking deep

I bite my nails and I'm losing sleep

It's all gone wrong and it's all my fault

I used the sugar when I needed salt

Things ain't cooking for me, as you see

I'm sitting on a one way train

You say I'm heading for an early grave

Depression is a drink best served cold

I need a laugh so I take a drink

this cant be happening, at least not yet....

It's getting worse and I ain't hit my peak

I want to shout but I can't even speak

I want to cry and curse

Things can't get any worse, where's the hearse?