Depression and I

Depression

                  Depression and I, It was a humble start all with happy ties but It could never last with depression and lies . For one so focus and true and happy demeanor was glad to speak ,Oh father I say oh excited and true He raised me for one thing to do Oh this depression and I.        

 I spoke with a fake glime in my eye will this make you happy daddy with such bad lines , He was he was bursting at the seems but not with me this depression and I. 

 mom and dad fought look at all this trouble you wrought said mother said father While  I hide oh why this depression and I bam splat spurt from each of their own eyes  I close with tearful as mine why oh why I say with such sadness this depression and I , Mother wants me to be one way but father wants me in another much to the hardship of one another Why , I cried Why this depression and I, a crushing aching feeling won't let go is there no hope I plead oh please please someone help that I won't deny this depression and I .

 Growing older as I do as I'm told never letting on if that is so cold won't I this depression and I Coming back home late at night ever giving me a fright with drunken rage and ever sight studied hard and trie not to bite this depression and I

 sinking sinking My feeling and moods seems to be its hard to breath oh me oh my this depression and I nothing seems worth it not my grades or my looks or even my lies I hush to myself he was always half here never commited always about never cared and such a bad miss demeanor what could be worst with no redeemer so I sigh , why oh why this this depression and.....I try to help once more guess I didn't learn my lesson from before. Harder and harder trying to be what I was raised to be and be a good stepson/older brother so hard to do loosing myself deeper and deeper I tried to patch our broken family into one as I dare to try both me and This depression and I 

My mother tries to so hard but nothing could get her to part with these to families none the so accepting at first time moves on as it does with us all... school is hard but i's not to be alarmed as I finally see all my hard work paythrough I realised this isn't what I wanted my family too be I didn't want it broken or split up I didn't want mother to struggle right until she's belly up What should I have done what should everything I have done is such a waste up until now , this depression and I my head's spinning everything I worked so hard for is gone and so is dad and soon mom will be too now there is nothing to do all I can do is lay with this depression and I like a broken marionette and now I think it's time somebody cut this sad puppets strings as I jumped maybe in my next life I won't be such a disappointment so says I without this depression and I.