You decide

Tonight I drink to forget the harder times
But somehow it creeps in deeper darker and more insane
I want to be happy but the past all that shit still haunts
Smiles and laughs interrupted by old memories that taunt
Everyone says its the past just get over it and move on
Another drink another hit from the bong
I can realize one thing
The past has shaped who I am, still a broken king
I know I'm good and I mean well at least for now
The struggles and torment and I can't help but wonder how
How I made it through so much and am still able to be me
The Frankenstein and discarded freak amongst society
Hated, unloved, just a piece of trash to be thrown away
I suppose I can rise above that, I suppose one day
But until than I will remain a depressed and anxious freak
A better day and better life I will continue to seek