Story Book Ending

I\'m looking for that life with a story book ending.
Where there\'s no faking happiness, no pretending.
It seems impossible, much like an illusion.
Just leaves me thinking, which turns to confusion.
But I\'ve come to the conclusion..
\"It\'s all an exaggeration, only causes frusteration.\"
Try erasing the thought, but stop with hesitation.
Reality is still far, but the distance is no longer impossible.
Nothing can hold me back now, I\'m unstoppable.
Everything I believed before is overcome by determination.
There\'s no reason, answer, or explination.
Guess I defeated this thing they call depression.
Maybe not hands down, but it\'s gone without question.

Now I got a confession...

Back in the day, when things got rough, I would cheat.
I won the battles, but set myself up for cold, hard defeat.
Insane crazy, and crazily insane. You won\'t understand my pain, so why explain?
Must have slipped through the cracks a long the way.
The only thing left in existance is my past on display.

All my problems keep racing through my mind.
I try to relax, calm down, and slowly unwind.
Maybe in due time..God can help me find an answer, give me a sign..
\"Please, I\'ve been here standing, dead last in line..for way too long, and quite some time.\"
The days come and go, I\'m still right here waiting.
Too afraid to make a move, could be devistating.
But I know I can\'t waste away my life on fear and debating.
Start walking into nowhere, wrong turns and mistakes..
Keep on going with no remorse of the decisions I make.
Something coming up fast, can\'t stop...head on collision.
Can\'t see, it\'s too blurry. Got a feeling like a deep, painful incision.
Now you know how I got this way, there\'s my beginning.
Here\'s my simple, yet complex message I\'m sending.

I have this confession...

Back in the day, when things got rough, I would cheat.
I won the battles, but set myself up for cold, hard defeat.
Insane crazy, and crazily insane. You won\'t understand my pain, so why explain?
Must have slipped through the cracks a long the way.
The only thing left in existance is my past on display.

This game we\'re playing is a lose/ lose situation.
But no one cares it\'s a never ending continuation.
They just keep pushing and pulling on me.
Not knowing what the consequences could be.
Or they know, just choose not to see..
One of these times they pull, I\'m gonna lose my balance.
Do they know making decisions isn\'t one of my talents?
I can\'t stay in this run down for too much longer.
Weakness can\'t be apart of me anymore, gotta think stronger.
Even though this game is getting intense..
I tell myself after I\'m safe I get to play defense.
I know then in the long run everything is going to be okay.
Only thing left for me to say...

I don\'t wanna feel your heartbeat. I don\'t wanna taste your kiss.
I don\'t wanna be with you if it\'s gonna be like this..