Princess.
She's a princess.
But she's lost in her castle.
She has friends.
But they're too much hassle.
They cry about boys.
And they cry about school.
They cry about trends.
And not looking cool.
They don't know.
That the princess is in pain.
Not physically.
But mentally slain.
They didn't know.
That her tiara is falling.
And she hates her life.
And where it's going.
They don't know.
That under her gown.
Is the battle wounds.
Of her life going down.
They don't know.
That the princess is dying.
'I'm fine.' She says.
But she's clearly lying.
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Scars and Smiles (poetry about depression)
Poetry*A handful of poems that I wrote about suicide/self harm/disorders. Feel free to comment, vote, add, share and even mail me!* Ongoing Series. Enjoy.
