omni | Masks We Wear - Rap @omnibnnuy | Uploaded June 2020 | Updated October 2024, 2 hours ago.
An original song I made and performed about the reflective struggles of depression, suicidal thoughts, and other angst filled thoughts.
Did this a decent while ago, but never did anything with it. Thought I might as well post it.
(Also sorry for the double post, I messed up the volume levels on the first one.)
Art was done by me:
fav.me/ddu8ln7
Lyrics:
Depression used to be a big factor
I used to think it made me an quite the actor
place upon a mask that hid me away
a smile on my face, hope the tear don't betray
I reasoned with myself, my happiness was others
if i could get a smile, the ache in my heart would smother
I became a clown and shut myself in
my opinions don't matter so long as I'm with friends
then anxiety came anew with its problems
it forced my voice away and hinted at playing possum
i couldn't voice what's wrong that'd be a bother
putting baggage on my family that would be a bomber
bottled it up for as long as I could
the mask of an extrovert inverted where it should
i regret lashing out in burning hot anger
it tore deep seeing the scared faces, of friends linger
*Chorus*
Now I sit here on my own contemplating life
it'd be so easy stop it all with a knife
a quick flash, searing pain and it'd be over
raining red, choking air, and watch the darkness takeover
A quiet voice whispers in the corner of my mind
I stare into the void and see a contract signed
it's my name signed on top of a dotted line
a bind saying that my life was no longer mine
*
Wake up and it starts all over
the daily chore of pretending like a lawyer
another day of pent up emotion
a matter of time until comes up to explosion
I felt stuck for such a long time
a gnawing at my core lead my thoughts to new places
there's no hope for a nobody such as I
whispers of peace, sleeping long, darkness embraces
I was in shambles, constituting with death
it was horrible, long helpless nights with no rest
my chest hurt, the thoughts took away my breath
feeling numb, my heart pounded in my chest
This isn't a life to be worth living
it's a sad tale of someone with no permission with condition
depression isn't an act or a misgiving
it's a mental illness not understood for recognition
*Chorus*
An original song I made and performed about the reflective struggles of depression, suicidal thoughts, and other angst filled thoughts.
Did this a decent while ago, but never did anything with it. Thought I might as well post it.
(Also sorry for the double post, I messed up the volume levels on the first one.)
Art was done by me:
fav.me/ddu8ln7
Lyrics:
Depression used to be a big factor
I used to think it made me an quite the actor
place upon a mask that hid me away
a smile on my face, hope the tear don't betray
I reasoned with myself, my happiness was others
if i could get a smile, the ache in my heart would smother
I became a clown and shut myself in
my opinions don't matter so long as I'm with friends
then anxiety came anew with its problems
it forced my voice away and hinted at playing possum
i couldn't voice what's wrong that'd be a bother
putting baggage on my family that would be a bomber
bottled it up for as long as I could
the mask of an extrovert inverted where it should
i regret lashing out in burning hot anger
it tore deep seeing the scared faces, of friends linger
*Chorus*
Now I sit here on my own contemplating life
it'd be so easy stop it all with a knife
a quick flash, searing pain and it'd be over
raining red, choking air, and watch the darkness takeover
A quiet voice whispers in the corner of my mind
I stare into the void and see a contract signed
it's my name signed on top of a dotted line
a bind saying that my life was no longer mine
*
Wake up and it starts all over
the daily chore of pretending like a lawyer
another day of pent up emotion
a matter of time until comes up to explosion
I felt stuck for such a long time
a gnawing at my core lead my thoughts to new places
there's no hope for a nobody such as I
whispers of peace, sleeping long, darkness embraces
I was in shambles, constituting with death
it was horrible, long helpless nights with no rest
my chest hurt, the thoughts took away my breath
feeling numb, my heart pounded in my chest
This isn't a life to be worth living
it's a sad tale of someone with no permission with condition
depression isn't an act or a misgiving
it's a mental illness not understood for recognition
*Chorus*
