I can feel myself slipping.
To familiar that’s for sure.
As if I was on a cliff
Resting peacefully on it
But I slipped and then I fell
Now I’m trying to hold on
On to happiness and health
But depression is ruthless
Took a break for a short while
Thought I was out of the woods
Now it’s hungry for some more
Just act happy all the time
Even if I want to cry
Can I clime up of the cl...