depresion

You slept for twelve whole hours

Took a shower and laid back in bed

How are you tired again?

You skipped another breakfast

You thought it'd help with that feeling you get

When you get on the internet

Therapy's turned all your problems to dollars

They're making a profit off somebody's daughter

Your father, he never believed in that stuff anyways

He says you're okay

But slowly, all the colors turn to gray

The devil's come to play, and you're doing your best just to fight it

Nobody's listening, so you just hide it

Slowly, who you are just fades away

There's a ghost left in your place, you're so sad, but you ain't even crying

You're still alive, but you feel like you're dying

Oh, and your friends keep calling

But your melancholy gives you a good excuse

To spend the evening in your room

Oh, and you finally work up the nerve just to tell them

They tell you that you're only seeking attention

The thing with depression is you can't control it

You try to ignore it, but before you know it

Slowly, all the colors turn to gray

The devil's come to play, and you're doing your best just to fight it

Nobody's listening, so you just hide it

Slowly, who you are just fades away

There's a ghost left in your place, you're so sad, but you ain't even crying

You're still alive, but you feel like you're dying