Unbearibility Stories

Depression Possession They say I'm sorry just guessin Oh look now they care there pressing I'm stressing The therapist said the secrets were hers and mine But now I find my parents care when I push my food And twiddle my hair Go to school the kids stare Must've thought I had friends there But only to find I wasn't inclined For that type of Happiness So depression have you won your war Preying on teenagers with nothing left Or an elder whose lost there bets Or the child who had joy in there eyes You possessed there happy ways And made the ones who learn of you Tell your preys your not real It's not a big deal You will heal over a small patch Was that true when I used the blade to scratch Was that true when I looked at those pills Desperately wanting to sleep away Into a beautiful facade To say goodbye to all my troubles Because I knew When you are possessed And you have nothing left The best bets are I am not needed Sounds conceded But it's true Get some water took a few