I lie awake at night and think
Deeper into depression I start to sink
All my thoughts spinning around in a giant whirlpool
I think to myself ‘ I’ve been such a fool’
I’m red with anger yet struck by fear
I’m far to scared to let anyone near
Every time I pluck up the courage and want to talk
My mind says one thing, but my legs just walk
They walk as far away as they can get
Poor me, poor me, why am I even upset?
I can’t understand why things ended up like this
I keep searching, and searching, What did I miss?
Time seems to go so fast
I try so hard to make things last
I’m struggling to control my brain
I cause myself and others so much pain
Why do they even care?
Surely life would be much better if I wasn’t there?
I lie awake and night and think,
Poor me, poor Me.