Depression is like waking up and opening the blinds because your plants need sunlight, but it's 8p.m. It's always 8p.m and you keep apologizing for it.
I hope my forgiveness reminds you,Of the part you forgot to break in me.
Half the world is wandering, the other half is lost.
I didn't want to sing. I wanted to be music.
Why can't we breathe now, In this moment we have breath?
Your words were music to me tonight, but you weren't mine to listen to.