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Professional Help

from Professional Help (2018) by john wesley

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Honestly, I do not know what to tell you
Coming from a realest who is fucked up, and that day when everything fell through
I don’t know most of you, so why do I feel like I failed you?
How do you deal when everything you are naturally, daily impales you?
Don’t dismiss it just yet, there are better lyrics coming
You can smear assumptions, take an Alka-Seltzer and prepare your stomach
Why do I lust to watch everything I see in this mirror punished?
Been battling depression for too long to not be prepared for punches, with a pair of crutches
Trust me, I don’t want to die as often as I feel like
But if not for Ophelia, my mother, and Tristi I for real might
I’m not to be admired, I’ve had my own hands around my neck real tight
I could’ve had a couple hundred DUIs, all I ever really needed was a broken tail light
When you’re me, what sleep, no day’s guilt free, want to be alone but I am so lonely
Gotten to the point where I laugh at myself when I tell depression that it does not own me
Don’t look any further, it’s your lack of common courtesy that you’ve dismembered me with
You and I are not friends, you’re just somebody that I have memories with

Did you consider yourself warned when I told you to Brace Yourself?
This project is going to work wonders for my sales
You can sit there with demented perception attempting to analyze my mental health
Tristi, I don’t know how to care about myself
This is the way I’ve been, this is the way I am
Fate in my hands, never changing for bad or fabricating to the fans
Carley everybody knows I need to see a therapist
Am I in hell? Well, consider this my Professional Help

Never-ending amount of uncertainty that I idolize
An absurd amount, of absurd humor that I hide behind
I don’t consider myself as a rapper, I just like to write
- I never am looking for sympathy, stay to myself and, I try to be quiet
Nicole, I ignored you for nearly 5 years because I had to
Any current distance is out of respect for Cora, your marriage and Matthew
Being different has put me in a bad mood, with an anvil, in a glass room
(what do you mean) a tight fist, and some walls to put my hand through
Tell Carley I’m sorry I was unable to be faithful
My heart and my brain are like Cain and Abel and some days are painful
Tell Ophelia that she’s my light, - my sunshine
But wait to tell her she likely is the only reason why I am alive
Sitting alone in the dark for hours at 223 East Pearl
Only thing I could think of this bleak world, Ophelia Rose, my sweet girl
And since it’s clear it doesn’t help when I do these sessions myself
Beau paid for me to get professional help, so again I ask you

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from Professional Help (2018), released December 5, 2018

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