i'm really good at running,
just not down the street.
but away from my fears,
i'm afraid of defeat.
i knew you'd catch up,
i didn't know when.
but depression why must you
come visit again?
i've fought for so long,
it's really not new.
but this time i just
don't know what to do.
i've run out of ways,
to fight you once more.
you're way too persistent;
i'm tired of war.
why'd you pick me?
i'd just like to know.
and please tell me why
you will not let go?
i had some ambitions;
some really big dreams.
did you want me to fail?
cause that's how it seems.
depression, please listen.
i have one final plea:
i want to be happy
so please let me be.
Apr 29, 2013
Apr 29, 2013 at 7:10 PM UTC
i'm really good at running,
just not down the street.
but away from my fears,
i'm afraid of defeat.
i knew you'd catch up,
i didn't know when.
but depression why must you
come visit again?
i've fought for so long,
it's really not new.
but this time i just
don't know what to do.
i've run out of ways,
to fight you once more.
you're way too persistent;
i'm tired of war.
why'd you pick me?
i'd just like to know.
and please tell me why
you will not let go?
i had some ambitions;
some really big dreams.
did you want me to fail?
cause that's how it seems.
depression, please listen.
i have one final plea:
i want to be happy
so please let me be.
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