My depession and I have a friends with benfits relationship

we never love eachother we just love to take from eachother

or should i say it takes from me 

in this relationship my depression is the man and instead..

of taking sex from me it takes my happiness instead

and i let it take it i try to fight back but i loose every battle this 

isnt how it should be…. i hurt day in and day out 

i have people tell me that’ll get better and one day ill be happy 

but when is that day? every day i seem to loose me  this isnt fair 

i watch my depression strip me away piece by piece and do you notice

NO, you dont notice instead im just grow up but that cant be 

My depression been winning this battle we fight since i was 8

 At eight years i wanted to die even worse i shut my self off to the world

My parents hollering i can talk to them BUT HOW YOU YELL NEVR UNDERSTAND 

WHY AM I TELLING YOU HOW I FEEL WHEN YOU DONT EVEN LISTEN 

i get a therapist to try to help but even then  i cant catch a break but maybe…

Maybe if i was dead ill be okay maybe if i succcesfuly commited sucide ill finnaly be a piece 

Just maybe or maybe 

I’ll cause a ripple in the world 

A ripple that needs to be stop to many kids dying 

Why is it so many kids die and it’s still hard to believe that we have depressed kids 

Why is it hard for parents to expect the fact that depression is real 

Is it because you feel like we haven’t seen the world yet 

Or is because y’all have done everything for us and can’t understand why we feel so much hurt 

Well let me explain that for you to see it more clear 

We are hurting because y’all give us everything but what we need 

Materialistic things isn’t what we want we want your love 

Not the I work day in and day so y’all can never want 

Wrong I want all the time you just don’t seem to see what it is that I’m exactly wanting for so 

I’ll stop wanting and I’ll put a mask on just to hide how I’m really feeling 

But when there’s another kid laying dead in Morgue

Don’t say we never told you so