Somewhere deep down there’s a whole
So deep. Underneath all the scars, and all the facades, is just another damaged heart.
Underneath the mask which people always see, is a depression that makes me weep. I hide my tears and try not to cry, everything in my life is going awry.
There’s no more tears left they’ve all dried. My deep depression died inside.
Now I feel peace it’s made me whole.
Now I can say it is well with my soul.