Living in your mind is like living In hell
Responding to your master every time he rings his bell
Even though he can tell
How many times you have fell
He just doesn’t care.
The pain is sometimes too much to bear.
Every night you say a prayer
Yet you still feel like no one is there.

Depression
No matter how hard you try you’ll always let someone down
When people we you, always Frown
Every time go into town
You seem to always act like a clown.  
Depression

Being at war with your head
Makes it hard to get out of bed.
You can’t seem to keep yourself fed
Or take your meds.

At this point you feel like dying
Or even crying.
Still, everyone else seems like they are flying.
It’s 10 o’clock and you are laying on the floor.
It’s just another day being at war.