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Depression
Don't you just hate it when you go through this


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Everyone has their moments

When they feel as divided as exponents

Small and unwanted

Bugged annoyed and haunted

People who are like me

Lonely and looking desperately

Needing someone to be with

Tired of always getting the stiff

Hoping maybe we'll get some love

But more often than not getting a shove

We get the cold shoulder some too many

They only care if you have a penny

When we don't we're SOL

We feel like it would be better in Hell

I wish it were so easy

But instead it makes me queasy

I don't understand their problem

They act as though we're a goblin

Even when we do no wwrong

They still give us a cold song

They brush us off without a thought

Making us feel small and distraught

Hopes and dreams being washed away

Christ is all we have today

I wish I could find the reason

For this unearthly treason

I know not were to go

When I die what will my life show

Do I have any luck

Or am I simply a shmuck

I know not now how I will continue

But in the end I will ultimately find my vinue


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