i am depressed.
i can still smile at pretty things.
and laugh when jokes are funny.
i can still talk to people.
and enjoy nice days.
but when i go inside,
when i am alone,
there is something broken.
and i fall into a sadness so sweet.
that engulfs me.
i looked in the mirror.
and i don't like what i see.
and the tears always fall
when i'm falling asleep.
and i miss something.
that doesn't exist.
i am depressed.
i've been sad for a while.
but i can still find the light.
i can still smile.
- n i k a y
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Perfect Depression
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