Depression
In my darkest days
I go in my closet and hid away
Turned off the light and pulled my knees close to my chest.
Its like my room is empty
Only because I'm not sitting on my bed
I think so many times about how people treat me
Yelling on the inside and quiet on the out.
Thunder hits near my window
I'm bad, I'm out of luck I need a hero
I need someone to help me out of this mess I'm in
Every time I blink my eyes I see tears falling
Knowing that no one is going to be here
I keep telling myself its all in my head
But I can't stop my mind from telling myself how weak I am
I grabbed my hair and pulled it closing my eyes and trying to control my mind
But it only got worse
And I scream and let it all out
I finally calmed down and still didn't come out.
