So... I know I've talked about my issues with depression. In fact, I recently had my prozac dose increased. I've been doing much better. But sometimes I run into people that just don't get it. And I have a hard time putting it into words. Then I found this song. And this guy says it almost perfectly. Its how I feel when I'm not medicated. I tried to find it to add to the playlist, but no luck. So... Here are the lyrics.

Don't Know Why by Saves The Day

There must be something wrong with me.
I get so tired, I can’t sleep.
The voices in my head are haunting, my dreams.
No matter how I try,
To kill the thoughts inside.
I cannot, I cannot, hide.

The mirror staring back at me.
The cracking lines along my face.
The times I try to get things straight, but could not.
I know how hard I try,
To keep myself alive.
But I don’t know, I don’t know why…

Funny how,
When the darkest of nights falls down.
Worry that I will, never see.
The sun is shining again.

What goes round,
What was up is a can’t back down.
Wonder if I could stick around,
Feel the light of the day…

Sometimes I feel like I am,
Dying, down here.
I feel a raging storm,
Inside of, my skin.
Thedial tone,
Is never no one’s calling…

I feel the weight of time,
Wonder when I will die.
But I don’t know, I don’t know why…

The way she smelled was intoxicating. I certainly hadn't encountered anything like it before. And I've been around. It wasn't perfume. Nothing synthetic. It was just her. It was the fragrance of cloves, and of ripe, succulent pears. As I got closer to her, the scent was overpowering. I just had to have her. That was all there was to it. As I got closer to her, I got my first really clear look at her. She was about five foot three, and she had ink black hair that hung to her waist. She looked up as I neared, her cornflower eyes locked on mine.

I saw recognition dawn in her eyes. She knew what I was. She smiled, and beckoned me. This was odd. I stopped, unsure of myself for the first time in eons. How could she know what I was? If she did, why wasn't she afraid? I turned to leave, but a breeze brought her scent to me, more powerful than before. I couldn't resist. My thoughts got all cloudy, and the next thing I knew, I was here...

Stuck in this cage right next to yours. I'm still not really sure what happened, and when I became the prey instead of the hunter. All I wanted was to sink my teeth into her breast, and drain the essence of her away.

Oh, you thought I was a vampire? Thats too funny. No, I'm something else entirely. I feed on your kind, but I can't turn you with a little nibble. Thats just silly. Why would I want my dinner following me around? I drain your... Shall we call it your spark? The thing that makes you who you are. Not your soul, of course. Someone else has power over that. But I can take away your free will, I can take away all the joy you've ever known. Its what sustains me.