The days are long the nights are short
Hang on a little more was the lonely retort
So tired was she of handing in
She wants to let go she wants to give in
Distressed and upset is how she feels
Just can't tell the fake from the real
Asking for help but none will come
Praying for understanding from someone
But as the days wear on and time progresses
The knowledge built up quickly regresses
Each night she dreams that this will soon end
But she gets no support from family or friends
Her head is crushed her heart is overloaded
Waiting to settle like a bomb that's exploded
One day she'll recover and you'll no longer see
This depression and anger balled up inside her