I have lived most of my life with depression,
Don\'t go by my looks or my impression.
Even after getting some success,
I feel like I\'m deeper into this mess.
Yet another day, I quietly feel sad,
Even after having the things I once wished I had.
I guess life was never just flowers, smiles, and birds,
But also cries and unspoken words.
\"It\'s not the end of life,\" people say,
Only to realize it\'s already all over for today.
Why is it an open option?
I don\'t really know.
It might be because I have lived most of my life feeling low.
Please stop hurting me, dear Life,
I don\'t want to make use of my new knife.