Depressed
Depressed
sometimes I'm lying on my bed
feeling al depressed
I can't deal with the pressure
they want me to be the best
sometimes I just wish
I was somebody else
someone with no problems
someone nice
I can't deal with this twice
But I guess I just can't
I'm just not someone else
I really don't like my life
so please just let me dive
I could make an end about this al
cause I don't really have anyone to call
nobody wants me to be here
they don't care about me
I just can't handle this now can't you see
they are slowely cutting parts off me
after a while nothing's left
I guess that time is almost there
I can't breath any longer without love air
but still,Maybe I do mean Something,I don't want someone to be hurt because of me
maybe I DO mean something but I quess I'll just see...
the only thing I know is that this has to change fast
or there's nothing of me that will last
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