All I do is sit and ponder
Of all the things I've done wrong
I don't know why I do so
But I do

All my friends are gone
They all hate me
Everyone hates me
Even my family

Some days are good
And others are bad
Those days I don't like
It feels like something cold
Is grabbing for my chest

No matter how happy I am
Or how much fun I have
The tide always comes back
And I go right back under

And the cycle continues
The thoughts
The voices
They know how to bring me down

•DEPRESSION•