Is this the price I have to pay?
In order for the depression to go away?

My heart skips beats.
My skin glistens with sweat.
My legs go numb.
My hands start shaking.
My neck crawls with heat.
My head spins and spins.

Is this the price I have to pay?

This doesn't seem fair when I see the people around me.
My parents continue to ask me why I feel the way I feel.
I dont think they understand how much I want to be free,
Free from all of these feelings that feel so real.

Is this the price I have to pay?
In order for the depression to go away?

My breath is stolen.
My thoughts are taken away.
My brain is fogging.
My body is in constant pain.
My stomach screams for help.
My fingers are weak.

Is this the price I have to pay?

I dont want this, why do they always think I want these problems.
My silent screams are all I can hear curdling in my ears.
My mouth speaks but my insides holler.
My words and thoughts just get pushed down by my worst fears.

Is this what I have to pay?
All I want is for all the things to go away.