Sadness Is My Middle Name

Depression made me burry myself while I was still alive Mood swings with no strings my life is not a walk in the park And I've been down this road so many times that the hot metal from the slide doesn't even burn anymore Good grief this grief is one of the hardest things I've ever faced But I never show it on my face and my response is always I'm fine When it's the total opposite on the inside Hoping someone will notice the pain that I hide Because I'm getting close to the end And I don't even know what's going to happen I have the pen But it feels like some else is writing I can control the future, but my past keeps getting in the way Trying to find a new way to live before I decide I no longer want to live For real this time I know I said that last time but maybe I should just commit Half of me says yes and the other half says no And now yes is starting to take over Is it really over Is this my demise p.s. or will I rise...