Knives And Antidepressants

Most of you know that I'm broken But I'm actually sadder than all of you think My emotions are never heard when there spoken My whole life feels like a mistake I'm afraid to be hurt so I can never be open I keep it all in 'till I break Meanwhile, all my friends are worried I told them that I am okay Held down by depression haunted by anxiety I don't work enough that's always what's driving me Don't call me a role model I'm not what you'd like to be No matter where I go all of these thoughts keep on finding me All of these demons deep inside of me yeah There always trying to tell me my life is worthless I could try to fix it but what is the purpose I know that there right it would never be worth it I can't live with them And I can't live without them The only option is to not live at all Trying to tell myself I'm okay you know I don't cry as much as I used to Think about the pain I put my skin through I don't cry as much as I used to Antidepressants oh how I've missed you I don't cry as much as I used to Think about the pain I put my skin through I don't cry as much as I used to Antidepressants oh how I've missed you I don't cry as much as I used to Think about the pain I put my skin through I don't cry as much as I used to Antidepressants oh how I've missed you