Trying to fight this depression with all my might, to weak to care or even try to put up a fight.
I Dont feel pretty and i dont feel nice,
i feel a site.
gettin sweats in the corner shop que..u\'d swear i\'m coming down with the flu.
It just paranoier visiting me again, like an unwelcome friend.
want to bang my head on the tables.. n make myself bleed !
adrenaline pumping with speed.
Wanto get thin but i wont win...the cravings are to strong so i give in. Hate myself after for eating the biscuit
feel like cutting myself and having a screaming fit.
the tablets wont help me neither can you though u can try n help me get through.
i suffer with depression i suffer with blue tomrrow i fear i wont get through.
