My illness is back

Days pass by slowly
i wonder alone mindlessly

I'm crying, it has to be something
I'm staring out the window, staring into nothing

forsaken, the pain no-one knows
hopeless, i let the emotions go

my dreams are so happy
but I'm really dieing in reality

days are lonely, i no longer have to act
truthfully everyone depressions coming back

I've suffered from this illness for so long
i just wish i could stay strong