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Your So-Called Depression

The morning was filled with your so-called depression,
You decided to drag me down with you,
Because you know how much I care.
You guys haven't even seen depression quite yet, or even a reason to be depressed.
Live a day of my life,
It's not an easy ride,
Yet my wrists aren't slit,
I don't run around saying, "God, I'm so depressed."
So why question is, "Why?"
If you're being hurt eenough,
Why would you even want to cause yourself anymore pain?





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