“Depression Sadness grips my body, Wrapped in a blanket of despair, Can't see to think clearly and frankly I don't care, Why people do what they do, Something I don't fully understand, I can't seem to stop hurting, When they can't make up their mind, I wish I could get rid of these feelings I have inside, running lines through my head, Wishing I was dead, I don't know how to get out of my current obsession, I think I'm inside the blanket of Depression.”
