Clarify
Do I need to Clarify?
I'm depressed.
I'm not okay,
I'm not just tired.
But no one understands.
I know I laugh.
I know I smile.
But I'm fake.
I'm never me.
It's too risky.
It's funny
I'm fake but I'm still tormented.
How would
they respond to to the real me?
The one I've worked so hard
To destroy
To make disappear
You think I'm lying?
You think this is fake?
Look again bitch.
I'm on the top
Of the suicide list.
