I think of all my problems.
I think of all my pain.
I think of all my sorrows,
Until I go insane.
*
I think of all the smiles I've worn,
Which hide sorrows underneath.
No one seems to notice,
That I go through so much grief.
*
My tears seem to keep flowing,
Inside my tired eyes.
Each time I want to tell you,
My words come out as lies.
*
These days I'm feeling distant,
Far away and weak.
My sadness pulls me further,
From the happiness I seek.
*
I've just begun to realize,
That my hopes and dreams are gone,
I'm walking down a dead-end road,
Humming a tuneless song.
*
I'm standing on a rooftop,
Although I'm scared of heights,
I'm watching the cars beneath me move,
And somehow this doesn't feel right.
*
Now I think of what I'm doing,
I know I should find a way,
To beat through my depression,
Will I be able to someday?
*
Someone might be there,
To help me make it through,
Maybe they will listen,
And tell me what to do.
*
I'm seeing through the darkness,
And I'm starting to trust a few,
I think I'll try to make it,
So I can be there for them, too.
-Zihanna Rahman
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Chicken Soup For The Soul- Redone
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