It's just one of those days
That seems to drag on forever.
A day without you,
Like no other.
But for once this isn't the only thing that's bugging me
I can only tell you how it seems to be
Depression.
Running through me constantly.
I keep my face shinning,
Because its the only thing smiling back at me.
But it's fake,
A glimpse of reality isn't enough.
I'm trying to overcome this,
But this time its rough.
Busy all day,
No sleep, no rest.
I've gotta keep moving..
But of course, nevertheless
These thoughts keep roaming throughout my brain.
I'm trying to run, but it's like I slipped in a drain.
Breaking free is what I want to do,
Run into your arms and say I love you.
But your gone, so why dwell?
You'll be back, when I'm lost in hell.
A place I seem to be right at this moment.
I can't get out,
I might as well shout.
Shout out the reasons which I feel so unworthy
To describe what I'm feeling-
I can't do this, it's too early,
I'm not willingly enough
To say I can get through this.
I need some help,
But what will that do?
Get me a psychiatrist to tell me whose who-
Now that I'm here I might as well say,
I'd feel better off if I was left a stray.
No one can help me,
Do I want them too;
Or am I stuck in this capsule
Like and unwanted fool?