In a rainy afternoon
you went for a stroll,
and stayed in the woods 'till came the moon,
'cause there's dark magic to hold.

They could've stopped you,
but let you down,
I guess you had knew
that's why you left the town.

They didn't believe
that these demons in head were real,
but you knew there was nothing for you to achieve
or to successfully heal.

Fix it, they said,
as it could've been done that way,
they didn't understand that your mind bled,
almost as if wanted to betray.

Be happy, they said,
just forget all the bad,
'cause you have life ahead,
stop being sad!

Instead of help they left you fade away,
shruggling it's just a teenage phase
your ship called may day,
but why wasn't awareness raised?

Looking over the hill
thinking will I be ever missed,
bringing to mouth the pill
to disappear in the morning mist.