Depression

DEPRESSION How many times have I done this, lived all alone I know that I’ll get lonely and pick up the telephone I’ll chat and when they ask, I’ll tell them that I’m fine Of course that’s what you tell them when you’re losing your mind The silence is deafening, it’s ringing in my ears Once more my lovelies, I’m living my worst fears Being solitaire, forever in my dreams Is not what I wanted, or so it seems Depression creeps in, when you least expect it It pulls you down the rabbit hole, if you let it Fight it off my lovely, fight with all your might Fight until you dominate and kick it out of sight