Depression
Why is it so hard to live when all you need to do is breath
Why is it so easy for depression to hit and yet so hard for it to leave
When life gets hard, all you can count on is love, love that you can feel, love that can heal
When you're stuck in a state of mind, all it does is leave you blind
Blind to the things you love, blind to the people that love
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