Here I sit, the modern day,
With cares and worries, I can't wish away,
A child of four yet a lonely soul,
no one with me as I grow old.

While music plays I feel no beat,
Depression's heavy hand keeps me in my seat,
"What will I do? What will it take?",
"Must I keep wishing my life away?".

"You need a girl!" The father says,
"She will put your fears to rest",
The mother preaches, "You need your health",
"You need to look after yourself".

They do not understand the pain,
This new world is not the same,
Their old world in which they lived,
Was filled with joy and glee and bliss.

In my world, the current, the new,
Shame, gloom and death run true,
Friends are few, the trust is gone,
What happened world, what went wrong?

This life is hard, this life is tough,
I know now that I've had enough,
My time has come, I cannot stay,
Here I sit Reaper, come and slay.