JUST AREN'T REAL

You can call me stupid or crazy
Most people just think I'm lazy

So I don't have a job
So what, I stay home and sob

Yeah, I dropped out of school
Does that make me a fool

If you were in my shoes
What would you choose

No one thinks anything good of me
Although, that I can't agree

Anyway

If you don't know I have depression
Thoughts of death, is my obsession

No one really knows what goes through my head
Well let me tell you, I wish I was dead

Among a lot of other things
Satisfaction is what it brings

I also have anxiety
All my feelings, it's all variety

It's always affecting what I think
During the night, I can't sleep a wink

It affects my daily life
For me, everything is a strife

Everything hits me without a sign
It's just something I can't define

How about Panic Disorder, I have that too
I don't know how much more I can go through

They say one symptom, is a fear of dying
Whoever said that, I think they're lying

Cause I'm not afraid to die
That's something I won't deny

Schizophrenia; I have that too
Again, how much more do I have to go through

I withdrawal myself from any social activity
Cause everything I think, is negativity

I have delusions, or see things that aren't real
No one understands, just how this feels

Then I go crazy, on people around me
They get mad, cause they don't know what it is I see

I just wish my friends could try to understand
Cause I really need a helping hand

Self-harm, that's what most people call it
People tell me just to quit

But it's just to hard
Go ahead, call me a retard

But a retard, I am not
Once you start, it's something that's hard to stop

It's a way of relieving stress
It's hard, but I try to keep it all suppressed

I could continue, and tell you more about how I feel
But to you, these feelings just aren't real

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