Reality

My depression comes and goes
This is not the life I chose
Happiness, I want the most
Beautiful like a black rose

I just want a win for once
I am always on the hunt
For the thing that I most want
Yet, dealing with another stunt

Still I sit and suffer here
Watching TV, drinking beer
With no one that's really near
Living how I've always feared

I don't live, I just exist
The smallest thing and I get pissed
Way too many that I miss
I can not find an end to this

I need a purpose to go on
Or I won't be here very long
Everything I do goes wrong
None of this is just a song