People say chin up But I just feel like giving up People say smile and it will all go away But I feel like crying each day
Everything takes effort to do This constant pain is so hard to live through Lye in bed and see the day dawning Hate myself for waking up that morning
I know I need help and I know I need support don't wanna spend my life feeling this way, it's just to short But I just can't seem to speak out Say what this feelings all about
Even if I did tell someone what could they do? I don't think they could fix this, do you? I'm so sick and tired of feeling this way I want to smile and laugh for real and be happy each and every day
There's sometimes in the day when I forget about it all When I smile and laugh, but when I remember it's like a ten thousand foot fall Do you know what its like for your eye's to constantly sting Do you know what it's like to be happy and at the same time feel nothing
I don't think I could end it without living the rest of my life See my mind and body shudders when I think of picking up a knife But I really don't feel like I can carry on this way Feeling so low and empty each and everyday
It's so hard for me to admit to myself exactly what's wrong Hard for me to show myself that I'm not that strong This idea of happiness, you may say I'm a little obsessed But I think right now I finally see.... I'm depressed
Emerging as a trickle , From the folds of snow capped Andes , Traversing through miles four thousand , To finally drop into the ocean Atlantic .... I am the mightiest river on earth , Home to life aquatic , Like never seen . I am the river AMAZON , The lifeline of these forests tropical , A treasure of biodiversity .
I invoke the spirit of humanity , To save my home , my course . Where today I see destruction , That's depleting my bountiful rainforest .
Each night the spirit of this forest , Sheds tears of blood in despair . Not a day goes by without , Some part of her that's razed . Once called the " lungs of the planet " , Choked by human greed . The pride with which it has stood , For more than 200 million years . Today this land bountiful , Stands helpless with regret .
Where once was heard the sweet twittering of birds , Now all that echoes , Is the sound of a chainsaw's piercing cuts . Cedars , kapoc felled , At a speed merciless .