Depressed about being depressed.

I'm depressed about being depressed.
I'm too down to make myself feel better.
This frown is just weighing me down. I can't find
another hue, except for a darker, dismal blue. What can I do?

When feeling immobolized and paralysed I just can't find my paradise.
Even if I'm surrounded by palm trees, and a soothing sea breeze. I still
feel grounded and like no one wants me. I hate feeling sorry for myself.
I really need some help. The things I do to forget, are things most people
would regret. But at this point I feel there is nothing left.

My state of mind is all over the place. I hope I can find it intact and safe.
This feeling I wish on no other. Not a friend, not an enemy, not a brother.
If you could jump into my mind and body, you would feel so smothered.
It's like being enveloped in a cloud and you're mind sadly develops into a
shroud. Seeing, but not seeing, hearing, yet fearing, what others say. Even
though they might be cheering. It feels as if they're leering. From this state
of mind I wish to move away. The hate I find needs to end today.