don't like feeling low
don't like being down
don't like the feeling
of sinking when I'm
not dreaming it's that
old melancholy feeling
I can't get used to
can't call it pain
when I don't feel a
thing didn't get it
out the mud got it
from being down in
the dump near death
like feeling a lump
heard a thump seen
a body slump when I
was just a runt it's
called trauma but
the aum sound in
the middle is a
little calmer
I don't like being
at the lowest point
there's no light
at the end of the
alley if a mustard
seed of faith move
moutains than what
about the molehill
not to overstate the
fact a stretch of
truth is farfetch
still it's real now
it's in black and
white add color
if you wish to
I don't like the
set back but the
come back is
a come up a shift
a mood swing back