I'm infected with a sickness
Ive had it for years...
I walk alone
covering my arms...
Dear depression you have done me wrong
With all this hurt and pain...
My life is so depressing,
I am broken inside...
Lonely, Frustrated, and Depressed,
these are the feelings i least express...
Her Smile Slowly Fades
As A Tear Falls From Her Eye...
I'm tired of not knowing,
of not knowing what the point of anything is...
Roses are red
so is the blood...
Feelings I hide, quiet all around
they hurt deep inside...
I don't know why i feel this way
I used to be so happy...
I sit here with a bottle of pills.
Each one represents the pain I have...
There is a girl
who sits alone...