Depression holds a lock in my heart
Preventing the joy I seek
I was taken to another doctor
And given another pill
I may gain weight from this one
Another nightmare for a teenage girl
Take it for at least two weeks, I'm told
Yet it may still be a dud
What is the point?
When I feel uplifted for naught but a moment
Then dropped off of an edge into a pool of hurt
I'm tired of trying to control my moods
By using medicine and other people
I don't want to have to use pills to feel normal
It doesn't matter what I do
This darkness never leaves
Not even the man I love can dent this sad shell
Inside I scream and cry
But my face seems blank
To others I seem cold and without emotions
But I know differently
Even the pills can't eliminate these sensations
I may not feel cheerful or pure delight
But I do own feelings such as pain, despair, and guilt
I refuse to see another senseless doctor
And no more pills will I take
The key to my gloomy heart
Is in some man's grasp
He just doesn't know how to use it
I have no clue why I am always in a shadow
Don't know why I feel as if I'm walking through a wall of glass
I see my reflection in a lake of anger
Yet no matter what type of approach I take,
Tears and shame are always creeping through my mind
The pills don't do sh*t for me
And the people around me don't know how to deal with this
At times, all I want to do is sleep
And stay away from social life and all of the people along with it
I don't want sympathy
I just want to be myself, be normal
