If there is ever a metaphorical bus of self-deprecation,
I have an awful tendency of throwing myself under it.
Some sick part of my brain calls it humility
but the truth is, if this were an actual bus,
it would be considered suicide.
Depression is definitely in the family,
I’m well familiar with it,
So I know I have tendency to dumpster dive
right into danger’s way-
not out of heroism, but just cuz
my brain is stupid.
I want to be a hero, a true hero.
I suppose the first step is to save myself,
so then I can be here tomorrow to save others.