Depression

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Moving on



Sometimes I feel like my life is dead,
To live my life, is to live in regret.
A thousand cries, A thousand Tears to Shed,
This experiences of mine, Will I never forget.



Lately being stressed,
Lately being depressed,
Lonely nights to where I could cry,
These lonely nights, I wish I could die.



Something is making me keep on going
It makes me keep on doing
I maybe forgetting,
With what I have done, I may be regretting.



I have nothing else to lose,
Why not leave some clues,
To live and let go,
To which I can easily Refuse.



Never would I want to go.
I want to stay here.
With people who care.
With people who Share.



And To Mika, Which I will bear.

~RANG-Cecilia/Switch

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