Hiding away
On this dark and dreary day
No one can see me now
I'll search within myself somehow
For something that makes sense
In life's false pretense
Time just slips away
The sky a dismal ashen gray
My numbers won't allow
Me too feel right now
Cynical in my own defense
Happiness is now past tense
Nothing left for me to say
On this dark and dreary day.
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Poems For The Depressed
PoetryHave you every felt so depressed you felt like the world was crashing down around you?
