My friends been depressed,
there a wreck,
and they go through all sorts of tests
what a mess,
because the only outcome is things they suggest,
giving prescriptions to digest,
like you say it's genetic as you pull out cuffs to arrest
you say they can't help it as you ******* their vest,

now claiming,
sometimes you're born with it!

My friend has frights,
and they shake in the night,
as time goes on he gets closer and closer to touching the white lights,

left alone all day wonder
what is so wrong with me? who can I blame for this!

My friend, me well I'm well,
but I mean to say were in an actual hell,
but thats in the past because at least I've got my health and no one to hear me yell,
were if wellness is this, I can't picture the sickness,

my friend we must manage our misery,
or mange in the misery,
Don't run from the misery,
you can't run.