...it's like witnessing a volcano erupt, beauty and destruction all at once.

-this sentence has killed more dreams than anything else in the world.

" the depression multiplies the force of gravity until the simplest, most everyday tasks become Olympic feats."

-you can start over as many times as you like."

I know I like to preach to always be yourself (yeah)
But my emotions make me feel like I am someone else
Me and pride had made a pact that we don't need no help
Which feels like I'm at war inside myself but I forgot the shells
I hold my issues up for all to see, like show and tell
A lot of people know me, but not a lot know me well

Society: "WHY don't you open up?"
                                      Because I'm afraid to tell people how I feel
                                       because it will destroy them, so I bury it deep
                                                   inside myself where it can destroy me.

"DON'T worry it's just a phase."
                                             So 3 am is just a phase, I've been sad for
                       years don't tell me it gets better. With depression, I'm
                                                          being murdered by my own mind.

"WHY don't you let your feels out?"
              Because I hate when people have to see me cry, because I'm
     suppose to be that strong person but at the same time I hate how
                                  nobody notices how torn apart and broken I am.

"Don't worry, you're fine."
                                                   So it hurts but it's okay.. I'm used to it?
                                           The only thing more exhausting than being
                depressed is pretending that you're not, but WHY can you
                                                not understand the hell inside my head?

"Why didn't you tell anyone?"
                                               I could say no one asked, but even if you
                                                                ­                   did, did you really?

"how the world can teach a girl with tulips in her smile
                      and arms wide open
                                     that too much love
                                                          is a crime."

is like walking around with an umbrella and waiting for it to rain.

....like
            drugs        
                       left us
                                 chasing
                                            first highs.

I'm not heartless, I've just learned to use my heart less