I see depression all around me
Many sorts and kinds
In my friends, in my family
And I must help them survive
I must strive to stay strong,
Do something to help those in need
But truly I knew that all along
In the end they would still bleed
There are times that I want to break down crying,
At random times and places.
But as darkness starts to surround
My soul, I'm reminded of their faces.
I start to see the light at the end of the tunnel.
At that point I start to realize that everything will play out.
I will be all right and the world will not end.
Things change, but I will live to see better days.
