Depression
I can't describe it
I'm just not happy here
I would go through with it
If i knew there was somewhere to go
somewhere else to go
but i don't
and i hear people talk about it all the time
but i have trust issues
I don't know if i can believe them
if there really is such a place
as great as they are describing
I would just do it
get it over with
but how do i know
that it exists and i'll go there
maybe it's a risk to take
but then again
i can't believe what i can't see
so maybe the only real place that exists
is where i'm at right now
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