Up At night
I can feel the Depression in my stomach
Staring far into the night
I feel the room getting darker
All I have are the shadows in my room
And though they don't say much
I don't feel so alone
I lay under the covers with a pillow on my head
I don't like to stare because then
They'll whisper into my ear
Saying don't you wish you were dead
All alone with no one to call
Cold and scared
I have no where to hide
Stuck in bed with a urge just to die
How could I live if we live just to die?
