Yes, Depression is a vulture
That will make anyone its prey.
There is no one who deserves it,
And there is no one to blame.
And when the darkness comes
With its all-consuming power,
It slowly takes my soul
Hour by dreadful hour.
I know there\'s been many
Who\'ve had it worse than I,
But that doesn\'t always mean
That I wouldn\'t say good-bye.
People say I have a lot going for me.
I\'m sorry, but I just can\'t see.
I can\'t see because my worst enemy
Is not my life but inside of me.
No confidence, no self-esteem.
Everybody else is right.
To speak my mind is to be a fool,
So I just try to \"sit tight.\"
Any one of these problems
Would be a heavy vice,
But when you have them ALL
Living seems like a roll of the dice.