Depression

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Locked in a dark room
all alone
You're mind is blowing up
like a phone
You're sweating and crying
You cannot be helped
The damage is to deep
the cut has swelled
No one can catch it
No one knows
You keep it to yourself
You truly are alone
They say they can help you
It is all lies
It cannot be treated with meds
Depression is in the mind

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