A sickness I can't fight,
A virus that's no bark, just bite.
I'm sad.  
I'm alone.
I'm afraid and feel forgotten.
Is that what I am destined to be without you?
Just a sad girl tripping down the road of her own life?
Being physically ill from depression,
Feeling the new aches travel,
From my soul, to my vessel.
I hurt.
I cry.
I'm afraid and feel forgotten.