Short Poems [Book #1]

Depression *

Depression

She used to be happy
Now she's quite depressed,

She feels like she's gone to the rejects
She feels as if she's broken inside,

But the pain is hard to hide
Her sorrow and sadness are between the pain,

Was is this horrible game played?
Why can't she just hide,

Or better yet just die?
What's the pain in her chess,

That doesn't feel like the rest?
Who's the person who created this mess,

And who is the one for the blame of this?
And why would they try to hide,

When they are the one that is truly alive
Why mess with someone's life,

If yours isn't perfect in your light?
And why would you want to cut,

If that was your only way
What is this horrid game we play?

And why can't we just die today?