last night i was flying way up high
soaring through the cloudless sky
everything was amusing, have no idea why
all the rapid mood swings make me want to cry
because now i’m not flying i just want to die
i feel that i’m alone to fight the battle once more
i think you know what i mean when i call it
my secret war
depression brings the pain back that hurts me to the core
i cry uncontrollably so i have to shut my door
i sit down and let my tears stream
landing on the floor