Depression

You don’t know what I know or maybe you do know

I just wanna be saying something wait let me remember

I got this slight problem of having a mind loss

Don’t you worry I’m so close to remembering - uh, huh

Meanwhile till my function’s restoring

I’ll just talk about how boring these fucking days are

Everything’s so hateful and less outpouring

I keep rumbling and go ring on my fucking door's bell

Thinking that I’m not part of the world or am I shooting for conjuring

Then the claps aloud, I hear sounds sweating my ass - ow

I make a fist wanting to punch anyone back - pow

Then I eat a pill and go to sleep in my sleep