Why do I make this feeling of depression,
Taking over my mind like the Recession?
Evading my mind, my body and my soul.
Why am I not the one in control?

Just like the bankers on Wall Street,
I just did not see it coming to retreat,
Or be more prepared for its effect.
Now I am its battered subject.

How do I control this feeling of oppression?
What is the first step of ascension?
From this pit of black helplessness I feel?
That others may not believe it real.

I am not at peace with my own mind today.
I sing, talk, act normal and even pray.
But I still haven't been able to find,
The illusion I have always called Peace of Mind.

I am left with just one conclusion;
About my armory of convincing illusion
Like almost everything in my reality to date
My pain it is just not enough to alleviate.