I look out at others and see nothing but cheer, my peers have no fear while I sit hear with tears
But I look on the mirror and see an ocean of pain, just plains of rain tearing right through my brain.
"It all gets better" is what everyone says. "your not deppresed" "it's all in your head"
It hasn't happened yet, I don't know it will
the void in head will never be filled.
I'm filled with defeat from my head to my feet. I say that I'm fine and completely deceipt.
I hate being lonesome.
not much will change.
I may look real happy.
but deep down there's pain.
©darealhuff
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