Depression can be cured
I can remove the strife
But still the chances are so low
like 25 to life
Sentenced to life in hell
but now I'm on parole
however one wrong move
and I'll be back to overdose
To another year of rehab
I wish that they could see that
I'm different now
And I'm about to smash
Depression right in the face
But this stupid counselling
has got me feeling like a waste
I'd prefer not to think about my past
but this stupid counselor
keeps on insisting
Doesn't he get that
I'm feeling better and I don't need help
I'm trynna quit being
that kid in the corner
feeling so alone
and cornered
Into drugs and suicide
to live that life
until he dies.
So he cries
because of those lies
that other people told him
daunting him to his demise
And I get that the counselor
means well and all
but I don't need this
I'm just going to fall
Deeper into Depression
If he keeps speaking
about depression
telling me to stop cutting
I need to tell him to stop messing
with my feelings
what gives him the right?
He doesn't get a ticket
into my life
I told him I want to leave
but he didn't care
his slogan is "freedom for the depressed"
but he still said "sit right there"
Like. I get it I'm horrible
but you make me feel so horrible
its horrible
I was so close to freedom
but now I'm feeling
all the feelings
that lead to cutting
like the feeling
of lack of loving.
I guess I really am
doomed to depression
and I'm sorry if saying this
makes you feel less an'
less of a person that matters
But I'm just trying to climb
this huge emotional ladder
And if I really am making you feel small
Then tell me and we'll walk this road
Till we fall
Together as a team
we can break out of this prison
As long as nobody mentions
Depression.
