Depression

by jello   Apr 1, 2005


When you’re depressed you’re never at your best
And you’re always being put to the test
Every night you stay up late thinking of the best way to end your quest
Cause in your opinion life Is just a pest
And you’re not strong anof to crawl back into your nest to rest
Depression is a quest that some of us just have to test

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