I get a funny feeling,
It comes from deep inside,
I get all mad and angry,
Wanting to go and hide.
My doctor calls it depression,
My mother says it’s just me,
But the thoughts and feelings,
No one will ever be able to see.
Some people say I’m psycho,
Some say I’m a freak,
It’s like I’m a different person,
And the old me just disappeared.
I get really edge,
I want to commit suicide real bad.
Then I get a headache,
Followed by feeling really sad.
I wish I could get help,
I wish it would go away.
Maybe if I keep praying real hard,
It will some day.