Depression Chains

Why do they say the earth goes round and round
When in my head it's plain and simply upside down
My eyes used to look like stars in the night sky
Now they look like the graves which hold people who have died

I want to be happy I want to smile
But how can this happen when depression follows me for miles
I want to laugh I want to love
But my life is far from pure like a snow white dove

Voice's inside my head yell at me and tell me all my wrongs
Why cant they tell me the good things and sing happy songs
I see children and their innocence playing and laughing
I look in the mirror and see nothing but a sight most baffling

While I see all white smiles so lovely and bright
I live in sorrow and among the most fright
Why cant my soul be careless free
Because depression chains bind all of me