Hear these voices, they beckon
It makes me cry to no end
All through the night, I reckon
Hello, Depression, my old friend
Why can't you just leave me be?
Me, happy? No, I only pretend.
Some day I wish I'd be set free
And say, "Bye, Depression, my old friend."
Depression haunts my dreams
My mind is much worse than I seem...
To those voices; Depression, I'm forced to lend
My happiness, oh how I miss that one good friend.
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Misfortune
Poesia!! WARNING: POEMS MAY BE DEPRESSING !! This book was originally for poems about sadness, now it's just venting in the form of poems.
