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Depressed

Why can’t I stop
As tears turn to rivers
I’m drowning myself here
If only that were possible

My dear your depressed
I’ll prescribe you a pill
Take it twice a day dear
You are rather ill

What the fuck do you mean
I’m 12 years old
Honey don’t swear
You’ve already been told

It’s just your teenage hormones
These pills will help fix you

Why am I crying
She only said I looked tired
Am I really that hurt
By the words that she said

Oh miss your depressed
I’ll prescribe you some pills
Try wearing some pink
Or something with frills

Do you ever?
You know....
Have those sinister thoughts?

Of course not, I’m good
I’m not depressed at all
I mean are serious?
As if I would!

Hey Babe, we need to talk
I’ve done something bad
Should we go for a walk?

I’m sorry I cheated,
I couldn’t help myself

I’m fine, i don’t needs you
I’ll work on myself
I’ve got plenty to do

These nights are lonely,
The tears just won’t stop

Am I worth a breath of air
I’m feelings frustrated
I’ve just shaved off my hair

I feel pained, but I don’t
Just deep down inside
I need to let it out
I can’t sit here and hide

What is this blood,
What have I done?
I was only trying to have some fun

It feels so good,
When my heart is so numb
Should I do it again...

Is this what it feels like to be dead
Numb

Maybe I’m better off
Written by HeartThrobbxx
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