What is this depression?
Through this I'm always torn apart;
It feels like a drawing,
But only a white paper with no art.

What is this depression?
Being a social animal is not my thing;
Yet I feel so lonesome,
I need friends with whom I can cling.

What is this depression?
The whole world feels black and white;
I'm drowning in the dark,
It's a night sky without any moonlight.

What is this depression?
Now my soul feels so lifeless and numb;
I'm breaking like a glass,
I just can't stay strong and play dumb.

What is this depression?
Not a single reason is left to still live a life;
Once I gather courage,
It is just me, my last breath and a knife.