when I was in the 1st grade I started to get bullied. In the 7th grade I developed depression.
can this be
that this depression won't leave
that has been tearing me down
that has cussed this saddness and anger
all the emotions that are hardly ever happy
that time I was hurt, sad, and depressed
that felling I felt every day since that day
the day when it all started
when I felt sadder and sadder every day
It can't be
that this depression will ever leave
that time stops in my hands
that this is fate
that all those times were meant to be
I say depression when will you leave
when will I ever stop this time being
when it will leave me alone
why does this happen to me is what I say
why does this bother me
can this be
that it chose me
that word is meaningful in a way you don't understand. How this filling hunts you every single day.
you don't understand do you
you don't see it
the pain that I am going through
this depression will leave someday
I see the darkness but not the light
I see the little corner that I call my home
My little safe place
I see a dove saying "stay don't leave"
why do I stay and not leave
what dose that dove want
what does it mean "stay don't leave"
can this be that it will leave
My depression will go
I don't know
©guadalupe
G