Depressed and covered in the shadows of darkness... 
I can't speak, talk, or move...yet I kno... 
They say "you can tell us anything" yet they even admitted
it, with a personality like mine...they'll have to get my a
psychiatrist...But I Ain't Crazy!!! 
So I lie and say I'm fine...and put on my big old fake
smile... 
 
I seem happy, and sometimes I truly am...I just really look
high and nuts though-so I'd rather not talk... 
But if I don't...they'll kno...and then what... 
 
U say "it'll be good for u" 
Yeah...well the only way ur getting me in there is if u
DrAg me in there... 
 
So just leave alone, walking home alone, scared of what
I'll find, praying that it's peace...and drawing the
pictures...of a "good night sleep"...