Depression
There are no words to possibly explain how i feel.
To me nothing ever feels real.
It's like being in a live nightmare.
You have no weapons and no insight, you're bare.
You're there all alone, just skin and bone.
You have no life or soul, a walking zombie is what you are.
To someone out there, the glass is always half full and they just keep on trying to pull you back on your feet...but you fall. like you always do . So you just shrink back into the shadows, where you belong.
And you knowingly accept that your glass remains empty, and it'll never be full again.
Well, that's depression....a never wanted lesson.
To me nothing ever feels real.
It's like being in a live nightmare.
You have no weapons and no insight, you're bare.
You're there all alone, just skin and bone.
You have no life or soul, a walking zombie is what you are.
To someone out there, the glass is always half full and they just keep on trying to pull you back on your feet...but you fall. like you always do . So you just shrink back into the shadows, where you belong.
And you knowingly accept that your glass remains empty, and it'll never be full again.
Well, that's depression....a never wanted lesson.