Sad, Old Story

I... I don't even know what to write anymore. It's all the same... everything. Nothing new. Just more pain. More sadness. More betrayal. But no new happiness. It's all the same. Every day. Dull. cloudy. Dark and grey. Oh, how I wish nothing was the same. I wish I at least had a balance. But my depression has taken it all away. Still, no one cares. Still, no one loves. Still, I am alone. Still, I am oh so done. Still, it's the same sad, old story. And no one cares.