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.Depression is Home.

Depression is home
Depression is home
Mom and dad depression is home
Nights go by without a word
Familiar faces I used to know
Now look at me as a stranger
A stranger I thought I used to know

Never did I ever feel so alone
Alone so alone from head to toe
My rockstar status isn’t the same when I get home
My friends my life my whole love
Disappear when I get home

Reality hits me when I walk through the door
Life as I used to know it
Family bonds tight as glue
Doesn’t hold when I show up

My exterior shows joy
As my inside hides depression
Depression that’s visible
Depression that hits me when I get home
Mom and dad depression is home


.Deranged Teen.

Can you hear all those babies cries
Do you ever listen to there pain inside
Do you ever wonder what it’s like
To murder a person and not even think twice
To see the blood splatter across the floor
As you cut up the body preparing it for a night on ice
What a thrill it is to feel this way
A sense of being free
Cause were all not free until we murder someday

Then comes a delay
The realization about two weeks away
You murder and now it’s time to pay
Time to suffer for your bad deeds
This is when the devil has fun in his own way
All you see in your dreams are flashes of what you done
The blood the pain the cannibalistic beast you’ve become
You wish you could turn back the hands of time
But you can’t so you take a alternate route
You head upstairs to your parents room
Pull out the knife to the newly wed bride and groom
It only took two swings silent and deadly
To see the blood drip trough the bed
Then it hits you your dad and step mom are dead
So you turn towards the mirror in symbolic fashion
Put the knife to your neck
And wish what you did was just a dream
A dream come true in this life of a deranged teen