My depression
My depression is back
My mind has clouds again
I'm waking in fog
Not knowing where I'm going
Not knowing my on emotions anymore
My mind Is going dark
I'm scared to go back there
I don't want to think like I usto
I don't want to go back into that room
I'm shutting everyone out
I'm going into my bubble
I want to be alone
But at the same time I want to go out
I don't like routines
I don't like it at all
It scares me
Is this why my life has come too?
I do like knowing what I will do next
But I don't like that things won't change
I'm all about change
Want something new everyday
But if it's the same over and over
I become bored I become mute
My depression is back
I recently had the thought again
What if I keep driving
No turns no stops no looking back
Where would I end up?
Would anyone come looking for me?
Would I get into trouble?
Would my family put me back into therapy?
Would they ignore it and say it's an M thing?
Would I hurt more people if I did it?
My depression is back
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