Depression is a state of mind
One that some fall into
One that many cannot get out of
Brought on by abuse
Bruises left upon the flesh
Memories that bring tears to the eyes
Actions that draw blood from the wrists
This state of mind is a dangerous place
They give us medicine
They send us to shrinks
Do you ever think,that these methods don't always work?
Shrinks only care about the money
And medicine is a waste
There is a cure
And you can't buy it anywhere
Love is all we need to cure this state of mind
So we can leave it all behind
If we can find someone to show us love and compassion
We can get out of this fast growing depression...
