Here I go again wishing I was dead and cold.
Every day feeling repetitive.
I’m just trying to chill,
Please give me a sedative.
Here comes depression again,
Drifting to my heart and settling just like sediment.

Too scared to leave,
But too tired to stay.
Feel my soul seep out from every puff.
I’m deep in thought,
I’m no one's property,
But treated like a mockery.