The hole isn't my home.

I have been spacing out for awhile, but longer than I could really comprehend.
When did this dirt reach my neck?! It's time to put in work and for my life to be on the mend. Now awake, I'm clawing my way out with every ounce of my being. I believed those lies, but I was only one I was deceiving. It started by loosing my footing and tripping, just a little. But I continued going downhill without resisting. Not looking for help or not knowing how to ask, just sinking. I guarantee, I'm getting out of this hole! It's never to late, to believe in changing your fate. I will be free and happy for me.