S.A.D.
I died when i was 14
the day my mind went against me
social anxiety was the key
that day my happyness turned to fears
that day my fun turned to tears
this lonely life that i have to lead
the devils plant is now in seed
its bloody thorns pircing my heart
the poisonus flowers have started to bloom
can nobody save me from this neverending doom?
now i am 18 and nothing has changed
just my mind becoming even more deranged
i sit quietly and suffer alone it seams
yet i hear nothing but screams
why should i die and feel crappy?
when others less worthy live free and be happy
help me find the answer
before i die from this social cancer.
-Elfy
