Having a mental ilness is like walking blindfolded in a forest
You can never rest, you feel you can count on no one
Because your brain tells you there is no one
It says: "You don't have any friend but me"
And when you listen to that, is like walking directly into a tree
And the music you hear in your head is melancholic
Turns you into a drug addict and in an alcoholic
Seeking for something to feel
But nothing feels real.
You are not in control of your body and mind
The comments you hear are always unkind
And all you can feel is cold water against your skin
And the world you know and feel protected in starts to spin
And you go down, you drown
End up under tons of water
And a mum will cry, because she wasn't able to save her daughter.