DEPRESSION CXRPSE

I still feel alone
In a room with my friends I still feel on my own
Half the niggas I know turn into dogs for a bone
Family see me calling ain't even picking up the phone
I feel like a ghost
Empty around those who mean the most
They sitting at the table I can barely stand a toast
And I can't even let nobody close
Maybe y'all will feel better if I fucking overdose
No amount of words can explain how much I hate my fucking self
I done said it all before but now I'm questioning my health
I don't see me getting old and enjoying all my wealth
Niggas think I'm being edgy but I think I'm needing help
All I ever wanted was to feel like I mattered
Nothing fucking matters I don't wanna fake the laughter
Maybe fit in at the table maybe join in to the chatter
Put the bad days behind like it's another fucking chapter
Went on tour, feel the same
Same old thing, same old pain, same old thought
I wanna put a bullet right in my brain
Watch my body hit the ground mix the blood with the rain
They don't like it when I get depressive
They only fucking with me when the violence is the message
And I can't even stress it

Everybody hurts
It's time to peel the iron back
No I can't let depression win
I'm crying for you and me
I'm crying, crying for you and me
No I can't let depression win
I'm crying for you and me