Depression isn't what you think
It isn't laying in bed crying
Its laying in bed starring,
At the ******* walls
With the same hurt on your mind
But not one tear will fall
Because your to numb
To let anything out

Depression isn't what you think
It isn't something your daily routine
Can get rid of,
Its walking around emotionless,
Like your immune to life.
It's letting the sadness build up,
Not laughing at jokes,
And having to drag yourself
Just to make it through the day.

Depression isn't what you think
It isn't wishing for,
The sadness to end.
Its wishing for your life to end.
Its taking a razor blade,
Across your wrist,
Maybe you're thigh
To numb the pain.

Depression isn't what you think
It isn't talking to your friends,
So they can cheer you up.
It's having no friends,
Because you shut everyone out,
So no one else can hurt you.
It's better to have no one
Then someone that can help.

Depression isn't what you think
It's an emotional shut down
It removes you from life
It eats at your mind
Destroying you mentally,
And physically,
Until there is nothing left.