Depression

Depression The feeling of sorrow coming from within The feeling of sadness when you know you can't win The feeling of anger when nothing goes your way The feeling of loneliness when noone listens to what you have to say The feeling of shatter when you're left all alone The feeling of frustration when that person doesn't answer the phone The feeling of confusion when you don't know what choice to make The feeling of fear when you don't know the risk you're going to take The feeling of pain when you have to let go Something so dear to you, yet your feelings can't show Depression is a sickness That breaks you down inside Where smiles are soon to be forced And your sheets are full of the tears you cried It takes away your happiness Your cheerful spirit and soul It hides your emotions way deep down And the amount of pain cannot be controlled It makes you close your eyes and wonder Why your life took such a fall And when you try to talk to someone There is no one to call You lock yourself up in your room And hide yourself from the light of day Wishing you could go back to being a child When all the pain would be sent away You want to go back to the day Where goodbye only meant till tomorrow When getting high meant on the swingset And you never knew the feeling of sorrow You miss the days when boys had cooties And you took naps twice a day Instead your locked up in your own miserable world Throwing your days away You wish Juice never became Alcohol And kissing was never to be pushed towards sex Where you never had any worry And your life never seemed like such a mess You miss the moment in time Where fun came to you with no regret When you'd ask people for lollipops Instead of a light for your cigarette People talk but you refuse to listen You stay away from family and friends You complain about how god treats you And how this world never freaking ends You think about where life has taken you And you cry until you feel the pain Until you realize that life has no meaning And being here is just another stupid game You've now chosen you've had enough You have no more time to waste You took too many of the wrong pills And your pillow was the last thing you had to face Now you're gone from your miserable world Your body is being burried under the dirt Your spirit is now off to heaven Because down here, depression really hurts.