Broken, lost, burned inside
Unwanted, unloved
The surface looks fine
Abandoned, destroyed
Thrown away
Just tensions, just pain
No joy again
Not good enough, not beautiful
No success, no gain
No compliments, no lovely words
Just pain again
Surrounded by stress
Captured in pressure
No time to rest
Only pain again
You won't see how destroyed you are
Until you realise every scar
You're on your knees
You've lost control
Depression is the knife
That not only cuts your soul
The path to the light-side
Is far away
You keep running
All night, all day
The path to the light-side
Is too far away
I should go and cut
Myself a way