Depression in love
Sometimes you love me...

You took advantage of me,
Used my kindness, used my love...

Your's is the name I think of each day,
Your's in the face I see in my dreams each night...

I walk from here to there searching for another...
The long hard search to not be lonely...

My heart and soul used to be dead,
Then came along a girl cute as can be...

I used to think the world was wonderful,
Everything so nice and beautiful...

Trapped inside a locker room,
That’s the way it used to be...

Don't you often wonder why we are here?
What is our purpose for being in this life...