It’s more than on occasion
I wish I were dead
Never an invitation
To be deserted instead

It’s a terrible affliction
You’re my addiction
But maybe I’ll have a better mood tomorrow

It all comes and goes
All these woes

No one exists around me,
There are no friends to make
With the devastation that surrounds me
There is no advice to take
If I have fortune
I’ll die of alcohol consumption
The ones who are immune
Will make their own assumption

I’ll dissolve in the end
I’ll turn to dust and
Blow away in the wind
My emotions like sand
I’ve never had a real friend.

There’s nothing worse
Than being on this planet
With seven billion other people
And feeling utterly alone

Love, it's sweet.
It tears your heart open, then it retreats.
Just a little bit tender it is
All you need is a kiss

Hate, it's ruthless.
Moods will leave you toothless
You'll ****, you'll lie
Until the day you accept your fate and die.

Sadness, its depressing.
Realization is so much more stressing.
Never, ever fleeting
The heart really takes a beating

Depression.
One expression
Eternal pleading
Eternal bleeding.