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Can't spell depression without die
Isolated in my own world
All I see is black
Not sure if I'm blind
Or not sure if my world is done
Losing everything but feeling everything
No longer do the scars hurt
I try to put more
But don't feel them
Body damaged and mind damaged
Feeling like a comatose person
Thoughts of the world or mine
Lost because there is no way out
Circles and circles trying to chase my demons out
Having nothing questioning a I'm something
I'd rather be dead than feel dead.
All I see is black
Not sure if I'm blind
Or not sure if my world is done
Losing everything but feeling everything
No longer do the scars hurt
I try to put more
But don't feel them
Body damaged and mind damaged
Feeling like a comatose person
Thoughts of the world or mine
Lost because there is no way out
Circles and circles trying to chase my demons out
Having nothing questioning a I'm something
I'd rather be dead than feel dead.
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