Too young to feel depressed,
Its just stress...

She walks in shadows.
Slow, calm and silent...

Black swirling skies, Grey tormented clouds,
Violent winds that rip away skin...

To tired to fight,
To weak to win...

I need you to hold my close,
I want you to love me most...

You feel your heart ache,
Beginning to break...

In the end, you never even loved me,
In the end, you lied with ever spoken word...

The hand of losing,
Reaches out...

This is I,
This is my heart...

Death's warm hand,
Reaches out to save me...

A veil of lies covers my face,
You kiss my lips for a taste...

The fires of sorrow burn high and strong,
Taking away all with an evil song...