Depression is real,
Makes people go through terrific ordeals,
Depression is deep,
Sometimes it makes you unable to sleep,
Once upon a midnight dreary,
while I pondered weak and weary,
Dreaming of dreams that I wished I never had,
Making my mind go mad,
Making my time go fast,
Making me wish I was last,
Yet I always act like I’m happy,
Meanwhile inside I feel ******,
Always got a smile on my face,
While inside I feel like a disgrace,
Joking around with my friends,
But inside I’m at my mind’s ends,
Walking up with my head up strong,
Yet I feel like I don’t belong,
Depression makes me feel weak,
Yet my mind feels bleak,
Inside my mind,
My brain cells decline,
I feel like knives are stabbing me,
My body isn’t free,
It doesn’t even feel like my body,
When everyone’s looking at me so haughty,
Looking at me in disdain,
Man I wonder how long I can feign,
What am I doing with my life,
I’m living my life in strife,
I guess I was lying,
But deep inside I’m still crying

We’re in the joy of our time,
Cause we kids aren’t even in our prime,
Get a kick out of life,
Cause it ain’t meant to have strife,
So go out,give it a shot,
Who knows,you might win the jackpot,
So come give me a hug,
Don’t get the mentality of a ****
Cause we won’t be here for long ,
So why can’t everyone get along,
Let’s go to Hong Kong,
Keep your head up strong,
This place is a garden of Eden,
So let’s go to the Carribeans,
The sky is blue,
So let’s start anew,
So lay down look at the sky,
I ain’t no tough guy,
But I ain’t no small fry,
But I’m no good guy,
I just want to enjoy life,
So let’s go see the wildlife,
Let’s go to the sea,
Just be free,
Stop being grumpy,
So just go out with me.

Life is a highway,
Too bad we’ll die one day,
Free and unrestrained with tales untold,
However we still get old,
Life is like a butterfly,
Too bad some never try,
Only time will tell,
When we’ll all go to hell,
Heaven is not a lie,
Sadly that place isn’t mine,
People try hard in life only to die,
Their greed takes over them only to say bye,
Everyone in this life gets hurt,
Only for them to be buried under dirt,
Some hearts are as small as a mushroom,
Others as sweet as Mountain Dew,
Some say sadly that we should always try,
Why should I when we’ll still die,
The death of a loved one shall stay in my heart,
Maybe I should stop and just restart