Depression is Back
The depression is back, I can feel it set in,
Do I want to fight it, Or just let it win?
The strength is is not mine, To make it go away,
I don't feel like fighting, Not today.
Maybe tomorrow, I'll give it a try,
But right now, I just want to cry.
I'll be tough tomorrow, I'll put on my show,
That's what I always do, That's the "me" they know.
"Tough, single mom", That's what the world knows,
But that's not really me, Inside, the sadness grows.
I'm sure I'll be fine, I'll be happy one day,
A bit of hope is still left, I can still pray!