She's tired,
A lot of times she tried,She tried to control her fears,
But the result were just tearsShe tried to let out a smile,
But it didn't last long,just for a whileShe told herself she was alright but she's telling white lies,
Can't you see?Look at her dull eyesShe tried to stop herself from crying almost every night,
Because she knew there's still a chance of feeling alrightShe knew she was depressed but didn't want to admit it,
Because no one really cares about itOne day she wrote a letter for her mom while her hands were shaking,
Her hand writing's crooked and her heart's achingShe sits beside their door,
Looking up and down from the ceiling to the floorShe opened their cabinet with a rope inside,
She took the chair and place it under where the rope was tiedShe stood up on the chair and looked at the moon,
Thinking of the fact that it'll be over soonThe chair fell down as she hanged herself and had a race with her breath,
It's all over,all done, and now she's greeting deathHer mom saw the letter she wrote with tears streaming down her face,
"I'm sorry mom but this world is just not my place.
"There's nothing for me here,I'm just a waste of space"
"I've got no reason to stay here with this awful race"
"Its a disgrace. I was misplaced. Born in the wrong time and in the wrong place."
"I'll be going soon. If you miss me, just look at the moon."
"Now its time to go I'm running out of space to write, Mom I lost the fight but please do hold on tight."
:this is a summarization of a song which is based on depression. It's an emotional one:(
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