The things we all have to face

I walk these lonely streets
no knows the things that I see
the secrets that these things keep
the lies they seek, there just to weak
why does it have to be so bleak
why isnt it the way its supposed to be
but thats not how it is today
now I am here standing alone
in this pile of c@!$
watching,waiting
for something to happen
something good but it wont
because of this f^&!#$* depression
everything was took from us
now im standing in front of
what I have left but it nothing
really its like it never existed!