If when I wake, will it all be just a dream?

Sometimes I don't remember why I'm still alive,
But this depression is getting harder to survive.
What can I do to get out, out of this dark hole?
To escape this sweet depression is my only goal.

Sometimes the pain you endure on that road of depression is worth it when the last words you hear before you die is "I love you" by the boy who you thought never loved you.

I stay up at night, counting the stars.

Each one representing for everything I love about you.

Soon I run out of stars.

Theres not enough to show what I love about you.

Sometimes I wish reality was just a dream, so I could wake up and notice it wall just a nightmare.

You can ask me a million times why I am so depressed, and I can explain it in a million ways.

But you will never understand the main reason.

Give him your heart.
And you'll get a whole lot more back

I'll still love you, even when your not there.
I'll still love you, even when you don't care.
I'll still love you, even when you hate me.
I'll still love you, even when you don't see.

When you lay up at night, and all you can do is think about her, I'll be here waiting for you to think of me.

Living in a world with out your love,
Is like living in a world with out the suns warmth.

Completely impossible.