The Art of Dying

In a cold, cold room it all started
Depression was my friend
Til death took me away

And I will not forget
How he put me down
Made my smile frown

For years he kept me in box
Not trusting me, it was covered with locks

Depressed I'd live forever
Thats what he said him and me together
I didn't want to know
Know the truth
That I'd live this life without you

He said I'd die this way
So unhappy I'd lay
In a coffin filled with nothing
He said I was worthless

I know its true
But how could you
Leave me here
Nothing seems clear

My eyes are tired from crying
About you
Depression never leaves me alone
And I can't get through

This cold, cold room is where I stay
And just waste away
I'm so useless, but so much to hide
The only things to hide are my true feelings inside