Depression Is My Kryptonite

My Friend

I can feel a pitter-patter in my chest.
My heart skips under such duress.
Someone new has caught my eye.
Although this isn't the first time.
I wrote a song about them not too long ago.
I try my best just to let them know.
That I am here.
That I want to get to know them better.
But I don't know how to get through to them.
It's not my strong suit.
But I have been trying.
I wonder if they feel the same.
Even after rejecting me.
Although for reasons that I understand far too well.
I'm not sure anymore.
This probably isn't the right time to introduce the idea again.
But when is it ever the right time...?
I'd honestly like to know.
But for now I just call them my friend.
Curtains Closed.
That's The Show.