Manic Depression's touching my soul,
I know what I want,
but I just don't know how to go about getting it.
Music sweet music,
I wish I could caress, caress, caress.
Manic Depression's a frustrating mess.
Well, I think I'll go turn myself off an' go on down.
She stood and blinked twice at the light she was walking towards. The world was dark around her... and the only thing she could see was far in the distance... but for all she knew it was coming from an ocean away.
But she walked towards the light anyways... because the hope of light outweighed her doubt.