Grant me some direction...
I know, no one likes a miserable person.
But I've lost sight of the light at the end of the tunnel.
It's like I made too many wrong turns and no matter what, I'm still stuck in the dark.
I think I've become clinically depressed. I think I need to be medicated with enough Prozac to fell a horse.
And I still love the person that put me in this situation.
I'm never getting out.