Am dumb, I am young.
What more can you expect?
I know what you don't.
And can make all the difference.
But depression followed closely behind.
And all you said was, it'll soon be gone, it's just a stage, don't cry.
Can't you see?
It's not just a stage,
It's a living.
My friend was in a hospital and sent far away,
Because of that stupid stage in life that won't go away.
I live to wonder if I am next to fall in victim of dying,
I wonder everyday how I should live or if I should try to survive,
Do I really want to end up in a stage of denial?
I wonder about that everyday, but you never found out.
I kept my emotions well hidden so you can't see a peek,
But now I wonder if hiding is wrong and if I should let you see everything.
My thoughts, my feelings, everything that was hidden.
If I did would I feel out in the open, vulnerable, and weak?
I don't know much about this, but what I know is.
Sometimes you just have to close your eyes and jump.
Chances were meant to be taken.
