Today is still an ocean,
Depression, Sirens’ song.
Although I’m holding to the mast,
I’ve never been that strong.

My strength is fading quickly,
My grip is growing weak,
All the crew just stand aside
And watch me, super-freak.

Always feeling like an outcast
Makes me wonder why I struggle.
So much for my ocean,
I think I’m drowning in a puddle.