hello depression br i smile at you br i know what you can do br br know where you can take me br the merlot sits close and br allows me to write without br censure br br but you are here br where you aren't invited br i do not love you nor need you br nor desire you br br i hate you, you fucking bitch br br get out of me br br leave my mind br you do not own mebr br John Kipling Lewisbr br