As the days go on,
you realize everything you once had is done and gone.
You feel like a simple pawn.
Moving through the game of life.
Running into all kinds of strife.
You wonder 'What's the point of living?'
Is it really even necessary to continue giving?
What's the reason to overcome?
Why wasn't I as lucky as some?
Why didn't I die today?
Coulda been taken anyway.
No one would even notice if I feel a stray.
Why didn't I die today?
-ExkaiJadeSatiro-Synonym Of Depression-