Coping

White fades to gray

Then black,

Passing all the shades in between.

Life is overrated,

But I can't give it up.

I'm tired of just surviving,

It's just not enough anymore.

Even if you're alive,

But not living,

You might as well be dead.

People keep on messing

With the thoughts in my head,

Wnd I don't know which way is

Up or down

Or even where I'm headed.

But I hope it's better than here.