There is just to much drama for her.
Through her eyes, life is just a big blur.
Everywhere she turns there is a problem waiting.
The more problems the more she starts hating.
She cries every night in her pillow.
She wants to know why she hurts so.
She wants everyone to go away.
She wants to die by the end of the day.
She wants the liberation,
from this disease of depression.
