Reached Depressed...

I wouldn't ever think I'd get this far
Get so far I barely breathe
All I do is worry
Even though it's something you don't believe

I think about what's around me
And what's happen again and again
What I'm about to do
And keep from breaking within

Its takes me effort to get things done
Even simple things
All I do is stop and think
What else is stress to bring?

I stare off into space a lot
Just thinking about the past
Just sitting there for hours
Thinking how much longer it's to last

I get to point where I don't care
Where I think about running away
But I know nowhere to go
So I stay in the same place everyday

I'm so sick of the same routine
I feel as if it's always the same
There seems to not be enough hours a day
It races by like some video game

Life shouldn't be this hard to live
Even though I'm always so stressed
There should at least be a break line somewhere
But maybe I stopped and reached depressed