• I feel weakened every morning when I open my eyes
    Nothing's left to do but go about my work with silent cries.
    I feel you breathing down the nape of my neck
    Get off and let me be, you hold me down and peck
    Peck away at the only thing that I have left in tact
    The pity of a welfare home and anything else I've lacked.
    Bring me a lighter day for the darkness draws in near
    I don't want to go back to that place in which I fear.
    Save me from something I cannot yet see
    Go away depression, just let me be.