They don't know
But I wish they knew
The kind of affect I have on you
You can't sleep
Or barley breath
I am called anxiety
No escapes, none at all
There goes that loudness
I feel like Im having an aneurysm
Your brain stop
Thoughts perish
There's no pain left to feel
Hands and feet have gone numb
Echoes feel the room
I can't keep up with myself anymore
I think now I'm terrible doomed
This isn't a suicide note
Or a call for help
I'm completely okay inside and out
They don't know
But I wish they knew
The kind of affect I have on you
You can't be happy,
You can' be sure
I am called insecure
How do I start ?
No one every knows
It's not what you think about me
Or how their words have become
Your reality
You did this to yourself
Listening to the words that came out their mouths
Soon those words started to Resonates with you, and when that happen you became lonely.
They don't know
But I wish they knew
The kind of affect I have on you
You can't bear my pain
I'm literally your last straw
With me in your life your guaranteed to fall.
I'll twist your brain make you feel like your the one to blame
I'll kill the feeling until the only thing you feel is nothing
I'll make it hurt and it's nothing
That you'll ever be able to explain
From this point on there is absolutely no gain all pain no progression
I bet you wonder who I am , well I am called depression.
