Just hold on til Monday

I wake up drained I don't want to get out of bed I'm supposed to be refreshed But I'm wishing I was dead I'll do anything to feel alive To feel human for a while But again, I took too much Just looking for my smile Now I've been high all night and day And ironically so, the pain won't go away I don't enjoy this feeling.. no not anymore I've become tired of it all.. down to the very core. I'm stuck begging for help.. I can't do it all alone Cuz my mind will racing then I'm calling dope boys phone I can't break the thought that I need drugs to be okay.. I hate being sober these prescriptions can't replace. Trying to figure out what I am missing so I can understand myself.. until then, I'm high till Monday.. the day I get some help © Beautifully Broken