A diagnosis can be a very scary thing
Depending on where it's coming from
Friends tell you secrets, point their finger at you
Then they start to hate what you become
Fear becomes real at an alarming rate
Then it backs you up against the wall
It's a little tough to know once you're inside
You only get to make one call
Sinking farther in
There's no escape because the sand pulls you in
And I'm drinking stronger gin
The grains become liquid and I'm drowning again
Oh no
When it's a cloudy day
And you're all alone
And you can't stand up on your own
It's an uphill fight
You may not win
But dust yourself off and fight it again