Depression
It seems like an indention

A dent in my life
Like a truck
Was too late to pull to a stop
And there was nothing to do but drop
And lie flat
Let it flatten me
So I can never get up

It hit and left a mark
An imperfection
They say
A decision
They say
It's not
But it's hard to argue
When everyone's talking over you

So just come and commentate on
My descent into sadness
                             madness
What's the difference?
It's not going to make people understand better

Come, let's just wait
For the perfect moment
       the perfect torment
When voices like mine
Start screaming in minds like mine
Regurgitating
Imitating
Reiterating
        Varying speculations
        on what's wrong with me
                    wrong in me
                    wrong and me
                    wrongme

Help me ready the hearse
To bury this curse
Once and for all
Though everyone hoped I didn't have to come along
I kept hearing that it was a choice
It didn't feel like it was
       So I thought I was missing out
But now it's all good no doubt
Because I get to use the coffin I myself picked out.