depression so cliche yet so real, i guess im depressed mainly about life and the little it really means i sometimes wonder if its even worth breathing but we dont give up do we, no some flame that never dies ushes us on never letting go of our back determined to keep us up but to what end, i guess im depressed wakng up everyday seeing no meaning no hope ahead not even someone to wake up for, no one on the outside of the bed to look forward to, and without that, company, we are alone without hope without meaning, if no one notices you then you dont exist.