Need You Still

Therapy costs money, but depression is free to kill You're dreaming of overdosing, but you don't need those pills I know they take everything away, so it doesn't seem so real But please don't go, because the worlds needs you still I've been there before, when it feels like you wont make it You're trying to be strong for the world, but you can no longer fake it Your smile is wearing, your nightmares appear more You're being made fun of, you're wondering what you should care for Bullies at school are making you feel worthless You may not know it, but you have a purpose I overdosed at 17 and I'm here 8 years later I've learned how to be happy, many tears later No family, I was passed around foster families Social workers told me what to do, and I'd react angrily Bipolar and depression, so they said I lacked sanity Some of the things that bullies would say, damaged me I was battling a bunch of demons no one knew about Self-harming, but my bloody clothes I threw them out I kept it a secret for a year and a half, I wish I spoke sooner Looking back at my past, I'm lucky to have this future Almost 6 years free from self-harm, but I take each day at a time I realized I'm in control of my happiness, so the past won't stay on my mind I know you're going through the dark, and you need the light Take my hand and I promise I'll lead you right You're scared to speak, because you think no one cares for you Self-harm, Drugs, alcohol, will pretend to be there for you But they take you down a dark road, you'll struggle to come back from The battle you're going through, you'll look back at and say that's a battle I won I was told I'd be dead by 21, but I've made it to Twenty five Now I'm full of pride and confidence, when before I was empty inside Depression is a liar, you are worth more I've been so focused on good things I can't feel the pain from before Giving up is never an option, there's never a reason Go for a walk, draw, paint, or write your way to freedom To get through the storm it may take a while But be strong and don't let anyone break your smile Therapy costs money, but depression is free to kill You're dreaming of overdosing, but you don't need those pills I know they take everything away, so it doesn't seem so real But please don't go, because the worlds needs you still