Depression.
Razors and knives
Were taking our lives
Were scared and lonely
Pain in our eyes
Were young and reckless
Ashamed and depressed
Anxious and tired
Give me a rest
Were cutting and carving
Things in our skin
All in hope of being sane again
Were tired and lonely
Not going to last
What happen to your wrist
Oh it was the cat
Were lying but trying
Society's a wreck
But darling I'm sorry
It's society's best
***** ATTENTION!!!!!!
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ғυcĸ тнe ѕyѕтeм ®
شِعرThe depression is winning and guess what lovely it's going to kill me
