Wash away this pain and grief.
Wash away the guilt I feel.
Wash away this fool’s belief
That I’ll ever smile for real.

Depression rears its ugly head
When disappointment is all I know.
The darkness threatens to swallow me.
Am I selfish for wanting to go

Distract myself with things that bring
Some joy into this empty life?
Will it ever stop hurting?
Will I ever escape this strife?

Why do I keep making plans?
Why let...