The reason I haven’t cried

Its like being fired from a job you robbed

Or having a disease your hands caused

I know I cant move on as a know it all

But I think I finally know what it’s called

My ego has seasons for each demon

With every pill, there is always a reason

But something tells me no one believes it

So what does it mean when you mean it?

Maybe it’s the reason I haven’t cried

Nobody can hear to come to my side

Why do I follow a hand written guide?

So you can hide and never deny

They’re all someone you don’t know

You make your pain move real slow