Depression

I reminisce alot,
      Back on a life, where I fought,
But I've missed alot,
      I twist in knots,
at the thought That I missed my shot,
      I mean what's it all about?
Is this the plot?
      Sometimes I even doubt
If I exist or not...

At night I lie awake
        And I ache
         At night I lye awake
And I cry and I shake,
        And I think to myself
"What if I'm a mistake"?
        And It's all I can take,
'cuz I found, all around
        I'm surrounded by snakes,
As the sound of the rain,
        On the ground leaves me drained,
And It Pounds in my brain
        As I drown in my pain,
So I guess I'm depressed,
       To the point I'm a mess,
There's a stress in my chest
        From the shit I've suppressed....