Depression

I went to sleep, I fell asleep,
There is nothing you can do,
These wounds are too deep,
I am healing them when I go to sleep.

There's a monster inside me that I feed,
I care about him, because he's my creed,
Every day I wake up, I start to bleed,
So I know it'll stop if I just go to sleep.

I am not perfect in any way, I'm real.
No way I'll be outside during daytime
I am living in darkness, no play time.
I have so many problems, it's not a lie.

It's not that I wanna die, it's just that
I've lost my wish for being alive, oh my.
Don't cry, why are you making it harder?
It's funny, your crying sounds like my father's.