I am depressed. I don't tell anyone though. I always hide everything. I smile And block off my emotions. I always cry myself to sleep. I also have this curse. I can look into people's eyes And see their secrets. I only wish for someone to understand me. I am all alone in life. I wrote this poem when I was beginning depression. It's gotten a lot deeper since then.
Have you ever looked deep within her eyes?
Ever seen the secrets that they hide?
Have you ever thought to look deep within?
Look inside the girl with the grin?
There is Way more to her then you'd ever know.
The fragile flower that within her does grow.
The fragile flower slowly withers inside.
Always facing some sort of strife.
She tries to be strong, stronger than the storm.
But she doesn't want to be stronger anymore.
She strives to be clean, pure, and true.
But it's hard because she bites off more than she can chew.
Look deep, deeper than the average can see.
Look inside, go in deep.
See her troubles, all her worries.
Deep inside where she did bury.
All her troubles she has hidden.
Hoping then, she'd be ridden.