The Depressive Spectrum

Here's how to be happy:
 Catch the football, win the game, pass the test,
 Grab diploma, hug mom, feel empty,
 Put your passion on hold, find a cheerleader,
 Fall in love, sign the paper, buy the house,
 Fix the tie into a noose.
 Show me someone who's got life figured out.
 You're either full of ignorance or full of doubt.
 The difference between me and all my friends: they've got time to waste; I've got time to spend.
 And I spent it all on you.
 Here's how to be happy:
 Grow your hair out, quit your job, fight your boss,
 Crash your car, dump your girlfriend, get evicted,
 Play some riffs, smoke a cigarette, drink a beer,
 Listen to black flag, smile through it, laugh through it,
 Smile through it, laugh through it.
 Punchline straight to the face of all the mistakes I can't erase.
 And all the high school friends I dropped
 Because they didn't know when to stop.
 Drunk in Isaac's living room; next thing you know you're 32.
 To live and die in West Chester;
 Sorry I want something better.
 We're all on opposite ends of the depressive spectrum.