I have a lot,
I'm extremely lucky,
And yet my life,
Is missing something.

I should be happy,
And yet I cry;
I often wish,
That I would die.

People complain
That I'm not really depressed,
That they have it worse;
I feel like my heart is compressed.

Hey, God,
Can you hear me?
How do I get rid,
Of the negative energy?

When will things go back
To the way they were?
I will never be happy-
Of this I'm sure.

When will I be allowed
To be happy and live in peace?
When will I be allowed to live my life
Without a giant crease?

As I sit and think
Tears fill my eyes;
When will someone ever
Understand my cries?
 
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