Can you imagine who would write this sappy depression crap?

Feb 09, 2005 00:42

You watch the cloud of depression..
Settle overhead…
My life slows to nothing
I feel as if I’m dead..
What is this feeling..
Creeping over my soul
I don’t like this helplessness
I’m losing control
My life is falling apart
I don’t know what to do
How can all this pain
Be caused by only you
How could I of let
Myself get this way
I feel years drain from me
Every single day
All those sleepless nights
When I can’t close my eyes
I think of the things you told me
I think of all the lies…
As my life unfolds before me
And I die a little inside
I place myself before you
I have nothing to hide
So if you tell me anything..
I ask that it be true
The only question I want answered
Is can I be with you?
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