My depression's logic is distorted
Still enough to persuade me
I have no future, just my past
End it all, so it can spare me
It passes by all the compliments
No matter how many
Only emphasizes the bad
I shouldn't give in to the negativity
I try not to, thought it's hard to
It drains so much of my energy
When I'm trapped to my bed
Tortured with my past until I'm empty