I haven’t recorded this song yet and not set on a title either, but this is a demo. I cut some of the original lyrics and set them aside for something darker. What’s left was a better fit for a piano based arrangement.
Tag: depression
Good things…sure.
My mother has a small poster with this saying on it. I made my own version, painted the background, inserted the text. It’s no good when the weight of all the things I hate having to do begin to smother out the few things I love. When the money is not good enough and recognition is weak and people are jerks because they’re better at nothing else and you put up with a few too many things you just shouldn’t have to put up with…I have to spend a decent amount of time talking myself down. It’s a real shame. Life is already short enough for us humans. It shouldn’t be this hard for one to stay.
One begins to hope they won’t survive it.
So Low
What am I for?
Says it all.
When talking about it just makes you feel worse.