She knows that she is broken
that shes empty.
Which is why theres always a smile,
just so others dont figure it out.
She secretly calls out for help
bat at the same tine keeps
everything hidden.
She only stays for those who she
loves dearly.
Yet,
if they were to ever hate her...
She would be where she thinks she belongs.
She trys to scream
but,
No one hears her.
All of them believing
shes happy
with no care in the world.
~Me
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Depression Poems
PoetryAlot of the poems in this book will be by me and they will all be narrative so please dont comment that they aren't just because they dont rhyme. Also many of them mkst likely wont be very good but I wanted to share them anyway. There will be poems...
