(And I'll be there for you... As the world falls down...)
For myself, I've been on the edge lately; meandering through melancholy, edging through ennui, but today, I am beginning to feel truly depressed. The sort of mood where even when I smile I feel like crap.
(O Rose, thou art sick)
I recite bad goth poetry now;
As black as my hair
Joy has gone; where?
Wish I'd get killed by a bear
I wish life was fair
(It is the blight that man was born for; It is Margaret you mourn for)