Self-Pity

Wallowing in weight
it feels like depression is my fate,
I pick up just to fall back down
I wear a smile but feel a frown

I feel I should be happy,
I'm clean and in good company
Truth be told I'm feeling a tad crappy
like life and living have been dumped on me

I thought I saw myself today
I caught a glimpse of hope
but in truth when I'm on the outside
I don't think I will cope.