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I died in September
Somehow it always seems to find me
More often these days
I hide from it with smiles and laughter
But there it is again, hello
Feeling weathered down at 25, wondering if this time I'll survive
I pull myself together, but never for long
Waiting for a change, while dying a little bit more everyday
The darkness around me, it pulls and it tears
I was happy for a while, then it came back again, hello
At least I still feel, but one day I wont
Please come and find me again, only you can
Only you could ever see me
Don't let it get me
