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by Marcie Nov 17, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I thought I could do this I thought I would be OK I thought that life would get better I can’t live this way I pray every night I pray for your love I pray for security To the man up above I hope I will get better I hope the pain will stop I hope you will come back I want the stress level to drop The anxiety is killing me The worry is way too deep The thought of being alone From my blue eyes tears seep I am holding it all in I can’t live to expectation I just want to be normal Not a person of self mutilation.