Depression
Depression is like a recession
A time where my plastic smile suffers from confession
It melts away and the ugly truth is exposed
Like stumbling blocks ,I struggle to keep myself composed
Im a sad song,questioning my existence
Was pain my only destiny,I speak with the one in me
Drowning in something I can't even see
People don't know,void is like a whole galaxy
A lonely one,stranded ,im the voice in the dark
Pain plays me like a violin
It disguises my rage with the calm
Can you truly see my future by reading my palm
Because all I see are scars born from words
Like a cd with scratches all over
I replay them over and over,then finally
They submerge and strangle me,I go through this trance
That they call depression,
By this time im at the very edge,trying hard not to fall
But Satan is babysitting my soul
I just wonder if I can ever feel whole
Because something is indeed missing,
Stubborn I deny all of this,
I take pride as my skin,so you know its thick
I don't know if I can ever be saved
I just know I have begun co-existing with whatever this is
Its the reason why Im so cold,someone left my heart open
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