I say I'm fine But I'm not alright I think I'll just run and hide. It shouldn't be like this... And I'll just make one wish: I wish I was fine, But I'm not alright, Dealin' With depression. And possibly Emotional neglect But now, There's no time to rest. The damage is already done The fight has already begun Long ago.. This is a wound I cannot mend, My emotions are torn up and bent In ways I can't even Describe... So I'll Just run away And hide...
It's a song.
