It's so cold down here The wind is blowing I have no idea where to go This roadway in endless.
It's getting darker But I see some light I wanna go into the light But I can't, and I shouldn't.
I wish I knew where I was... Hum..? Maybe I call it... The Dark Place
I sit there all alone Hoping for someone to come rescue me Hoping that someone cares Why should they.
How does someone with Depression live How does someone express how they feel Your asked so many question and you get put on the spot You try to answer them, but later regret what you said.
It's getting darker The lights going away Maybe this is my way out Out of live.
Out of pain Out of feeling Out of thinking
Out of breathing...
What if The Dark Place is where I wanna be What if I wanna stay here Yea everything's dark and gloomy. But it's drama free.
I feel loved here I feel understood here.... Do you ever feel like me? Or am I just alone in a dream? Should I stay? Should I go?