He has a sickness
Which has no cure
His body is well
But his mind is broken
Nothing can fix him

All he can do is cope
With his sad existence
While everyone tells him
He is wrong
"Just get up and dust off"
But their encouragement
Only makes him fall deeper
If only they'd listen...

If he could do these things
He would have done them by now
He's just sick
And there is no way out