• Into the deep.
    Into the dark.
    See all the pain inside my heart.
    Under their gazes.
    Under their "care."
    They tell me it's something that's not really there.
    I can't control it.
    It's something unfair.
    All they can do is sit there and stare.
    I don'y know how to stop it.
    I don't know what to do.
    This is my depression, and it's not something new.