The black dog settles in the mind
Makes itself at home...

The black dog circles
Around and around in my mind...

How can i be happy, when all i feel is shame
How can i be smiling, when all i see is sadness...

How hard is a black dog to rid
Whilst flowers bloom on the other side...

How can i think such extreme thoughts
Am i normally like this...

I live with their disappointment
Knowing i can't be what they want me to be...

Intimidation
Rules my life...

Haunted be the darkness of my own mind
of how i think...

They are meant to be a way of learning
A way of finding your way in the world...

This vicious cycle
i can't remember a time...

Shattered, broken, on the floor,
Lies my mask to hide no more...

Why do i feel like this?
Why don't i belong...