Depression
A tangled mess fighting these webs that enclose.
Don't know what's safe, can I run? , where to go.
Walking these streets, everyone seems so involved and alive.
Crying at night, wanting brighter days, something to live for that's mine.
I'm blind.and they open but all I see are shades of grey.
Leaving my problems trapped in my mind, and fate so far away.
Swallowing hard, wishing it wasn't, but something please. Take my pain.
Cause I can't figure out nothin, my hearts lost, so leave and let it rain.
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