In my head, nothing is sane
Everything's confusing, nothing the same
It those times of the month when you feel blue
And ask the question who are you

I've been made into games,
and been called names
But one thing's for sure
They made me insane

I'm fine I tell you
But that's not the truth
The truth is I'm hurting
If I need help, I'd need you

I cried too much
I want to die
Be an angel with wings
Be able to fly

I cant weep so bitter
And think everything's fine
I want to better
Be something someone calls mine

I want to make people smile
Make them laugh and feel happy
Make them feel better for a while
As I do something wacky

I want to be like them
Have someone do that to me
Forget the perfect system
Have fun and be happy

When can I die
That's know what I think
My demon needs to fly
My body wants to sink

I hate you world
You taught me no good
I'll forget these memories
Burn them? I would.

If you want to stop me
I guess its not too late
Depression is back people
Isn't that great?!