Depression all over...

by Irene   Feb 21, 2008


I'm sitting here, all alone
Another tear, another frown...

Can anybody tell me what's left
when you feel left all by yourself?

When all you see is black
and you're tired of bad luck...

When all your thoughts
and all your hopes

seem so wrong
and not so strong.....

It's so hard to face the truth
you feel like jumping off a roof...

Life's just so hard and so damn cruel
but drinks and drugs are not so cool...!

So what do you do
when you've got nothing left?

It's all up to you.....
A choice between life and death...

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