Depression (the end)

It takes control like a disease.

Only letting you feel sadness.

All you think about is the negative.

Never being able to feel completely

happy.

Nobody else knows how you feel.

They all think you're crazy.

Never understanding why you do

what you do.

Thinking you're just rebellious.

But they don't know you just

wanna live.

Live, before your time is up.

You know at this rate it won't be

much longer.

The sadness will soon overwhelm

you and happiness will no longer exist.

This life you live now will soon be

over.

You don't care though.

You're ready for this life to end.

Ready to be free of all mistakes and

stress.

To be free from feeling alone and

ugly all the time.

You know this will hurt your friends.

You can only hope that they won't

care so much.

That they'll know that you still love

them.

That they'll that they couldn't stop

this from happening.

All they could do is help to

postpone this sad awakening.

Make you wait a little longer.

You'll leave this world once

and for all now.

Leaving behind your friends and

family.

But also leaving all the sadness

and troubles.

You'll miss all of them.

But you know it's right.

People will probably judge you.

Bu you don't care.

It was your life.