black and white the days go by
wondering about the future
what it may hold and where I might die
or am I just an intruder
You say i'm okay
that I will survive
but yet
I struggle to strive
'cause you see my friend
depression is real
not just a trend
not unreal.
And still, I see myself smiling
living
not dying
I see hope for tomorrow
laughter and joy
not just sorrow
not just destroy.
May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 7:54 AM UTC
black and white the days go by
wondering about the future
what it may hold and where I might die
or am I just an intruder
You say i'm okay
that I will survive
but yet
I struggle to strive
'cause you see my friend
depression is real
not just a trend
not unreal.
And still, I see myself smiling
living
not dying
I see hope for tomorrow
laughter and joy
not just sorrow
not just destroy.
