I'm sad and I don't know why Could it be that I steal and lie? I say it's what I do to get by While I still think I'm right So I still need an explanation For this depression's duration I give my mind placation With useless information Which gives me frustration While I yearn for elation
I put the focus on my brain chemistry So people won't think less of me For not living blessedly From the lessons seen That I ignored indeed Like my aborted dreams That were thwarted into steam Once I found my neurological stream Could take the blame for all that I've been
I have low serotonin I have low dopamine I feel the power of Odin Choking me And I can't see Through the freeze Of countless needs That are unwatered seeds
I'm depressed I'm bipolar I regress Into disorders I use to put up borders Or beg for quarters
A new age way Of shirking my responsibility I am my brain I must own the emotions filling me If I want to escape depression willingly I must face it head-on until I'm free But I don't follow those who lead So I continue to be Depressing
I ignore finding purpose Or answering a calling My only searches Are for pills falling Off the doctor's dolly
What's in my mental Makes me special But I'm disheveled So I befriend the devil On this lonely level Where I solemnly settle
I think other people are lying About how much they're crying Because they seem like they're trying While all I'm doing is sighing At their pain I'm denying
The more people diagnosed with depression The less of an individual it makes me So I rationalize they haven't learned a lesson And lives I'd love to be trading Because all I'm doing is skating While giving others' lives ratings Comparing them to my rabies I'm melodramatically exacerbating
Other people transform I stick to the norm Convinced I'm deformed Not from the storm But from when I was born
I want your sympathy Not your help Any advice you give to me I'll put on the shelf Sarcastically saying "Thanks I'm cured" Because I think my negativity is truer Than anything newer Like your positivity I rebuffed unwittingly Because I'm miserable And can't handle the truth So it hurts so visceral When you call me uncouth But I'm not a sleuth So I blame it all on youth And the rest of your troops Separated from my toxic loop
So I isolate myself And get depressed even more I blame my mental health As I fall short of the shore With opportunities galore Yet all I can do is snore And think of who I was before Modern psychology implored A brain chemistry war