Look What I Found On My Windshield

I found a note on my windshield Telling me I need to stop Popping pills every single day Little do they know I can’t survive without those pills Do they want me to be depressed? I remember how each day I was depressed How I just wanted to bash my head through my windshield I’d have to tell myself to stop And survive the agony every single day As if they could ever know What it’s like without the pills You tell yourself you don’t need the pills All the time you just want to stop But there you are still depressed It’s like looking through a rainy windshield How would you ever know? The ways I didn’t feel every single day And there you are every single day Laying in bed depressed Like they’d ever know What it’s like to look through the windshield So I go and take the pills And you want me to stop? I wish I could stop Have you ever thought that maybe I don’t want the pills? I hate that I rely on them every single day But I don’t want to go back to being depressed I wish I could let you know What it’s like to be trapped behind a windshield What it looks like behind the windshield? Everyone thinks they know They look through one every single day But they never actually stop And realize that they don’t need pills To keep themselves from being depressed So please stop putting notes about pills On my windshield every single day Like you know what it’s like to be depressed