I've been consumed by all of this negative poison Wearing all black, it is what my soul has turned in Left alone in a box, with all of these emotions Glitter, Sparkle, Shine has gone with the ocean In need of a friend, or maybe a potion I drown in these tears, along with my fears Yet walk around with a smile, so no one will notice My mind has been lost, I can barely focus Body so cold, my heart has been frozen If I hit rock bottom, being broken, won't be the problem
My depression.. Seems to be my creative motivation..