I WANT MY DEPRESSION BACK
YOU TOOK IT AWAY
IT WAS MY LIFE
WAS MY NIGHT, MY DAY
I WANT IT BACK
I NEED IT NOW
ITS ALL I KNOW
YOU MADE IT GO
IT WAS ALL MINE
DO YOU NOT SEE
IT WAS MINE ALONE
IT MADE ME.ME
MAYBE YOU THOUGHT
IT WAS BAD
MAYBE YOU THOUGHT
I SHOULD BE GLAD
BUT IT WAS'NT TO ME
IT WAS MY INSPIRATION
WAS MY LIFE
WAS MY DESTINATION
IT MADE ME THINK
IT MADE ME FIGHT
MADE ME GET THRU
DARK LONELY NIGHTS
SEE IT WAS MY INNER TORMOIL
WAS MY THOUGHTS, MY DEEDS
YOU THINK IT WAS LIKE GRASS
FULL OF WEEDS
YOU PICK THE BAD SEEDS FROM
ALL THE GOOD
YOU TAKE THEM AWAY
YOU FEEL AS THOUGH YOU SHOULD
THAT'S NOT ME
I LEARN FROM MY SAD
MAKES ME FIND GOOD
WHEN THINGS ARE BAD
WHEN I DO FEEL DOWN
SAD, LONELY, DEPRESSED
WANTING TO JUST STAY IN BED
NOT GET UP AND DRESSED
I LAY THERE AND THINK
I THINK AND I THINK
HOW TO MAKE THINGS BETTER
TURNING GREY TO PINK
WHEN I FIGURE THINGS OUT
FIND A NEW WAY
IT GIVES ME A RUSH
LIKE THE START OF A NEW DAY
ITS LIKE A BUTTERFLY STRUGGLING
TO GET OUT OF THAT CACOON
WHEN IT GETS FREE
HAPPINESS OVERTAKES ALL DOOM
THEN WHEN IT FLYS AWAY
THAT'S ONE FIGHT THAT ITS WON
MAKES YOU STRONGER
FOR THE NEXT ONE
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