Seasonal Depression
I learned to not talk
Keep my head down as I walk
Cause I'm a waste of time and space
And anything I'd say to them
Would get blown out of proportion
I learned to run and hide away
Nothing was fair
No love, just war
Nobody cared, chick flick to horror
The dark thoughts crept in my mind
Slept to lose track of time
Maybe I would rather die
I relapsed again
Seasonal depression
All these emotions
They're a lot to handle, just like me
The forest November fire
It felt dark out when it was light out
Everyone called me a liar
And then crying became, my hobby
Said it was in my head
Be a better person instead
So they don't have to change their ways
Mentally I was tired
Academically I had shined
Excuses they made all day
Nothing was fair
No love just war
Nobody cared, so I didn't anymore
Through apologies I lied
It was the same every time
Was good but made me the bad guy
I relapsed again
Seasonal depression
All these emotions
They're a lot to handle just like me
The forest November fire
It felt dark out when it was light out
Everyone called me a liar
And then crying became my hobby
I never thought it would end
(Seasonal depression)
Everything came crashing down
(Seasonal depression)
Constantly playing pretend
(Seasonal depression)
Has created this doubt
(Seasonal depression)
I relapsed again
Seasonal depression
All these emotions
They're a lot to handle just like me
The forest November fire
It felt dark out when it was light out
Everyone called me a liar
And then crying became my hobby
I learned not to talk
Keep my head down as I walk
Cause I'm a waste of time and space
Keep my head down as I walk
Cause I'm a waste of time and space
And anything I'd say to them
Would get blown out of proportion
I learned to run and hide away
Nothing was fair
No love, just war
Nobody cared, chick flick to horror
The dark thoughts crept in my mind
Slept to lose track of time
Maybe I would rather die
I relapsed again
Seasonal depression
All these emotions
They're a lot to handle, just like me
The forest November fire
It felt dark out when it was light out
Everyone called me a liar
And then crying became, my hobby
Said it was in my head
Be a better person instead
So they don't have to change their ways
Mentally I was tired
Academically I had shined
Excuses they made all day
Nothing was fair
No love just war
Nobody cared, so I didn't anymore
Through apologies I lied
It was the same every time
Was good but made me the bad guy
I relapsed again
Seasonal depression
All these emotions
They're a lot to handle just like me
The forest November fire
It felt dark out when it was light out
Everyone called me a liar
And then crying became my hobby
I never thought it would end
(Seasonal depression)
Everything came crashing down
(Seasonal depression)
Constantly playing pretend
(Seasonal depression)
Has created this doubt
(Seasonal depression)
I relapsed again
Seasonal depression
All these emotions
They're a lot to handle just like me
The forest November fire
It felt dark out when it was light out
Everyone called me a liar
And then crying became my hobby
I learned not to talk
Keep my head down as I walk
Cause I'm a waste of time and space
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Writer(s): Jayden Anne
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