it's not the snow
it's not the cold
i don't know what it is but I can't seem to shake this feeling
this deep deep sadness that colors everything i do in shades of gray
i'm moving in slow motion -standing outside my self looking in
disconnected
so very, very tireddeadlines , people counting on me to deliver
needing me- always needing me
what do i need?
i don't know
this is depression talking
i know the seductive sound of its voice
i know the comfort of its darkness
i know i have to stop this feeling
i know
carry on
keep going
i know
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