Depression

When the wind blows
and the rain comes down
i think of a place thats so full of bloom
where love is everywhere and smiling faces are

no more crys and no more lies
happy people all around
wishing i was one of them
standing on the ground

love is blind thats what they say
what about evil anyone know that way
when something inside tears u apart
and makes u want to scream and shout

and never want to live on this earth
is that hell and have we just met it
no surprise where dieing inside
this is depression that flares up
all the time