Depression is like a hurricane
It hits you so hard it lasts for so long
When the eye reaches you pray it's all over
You beg for the end
Hoping this piece and quiet and the calm last forever
The prayer and some hope and a little bit of begging don't get you very far
You don't have control over the storm It controls you
All you can do is ride out the storm
When the hurricanes over and storms moved on enjoy the quiet
You'll never know when the next one will hit
