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by Bexx3 Mar 13, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
A sweet, calm smile rests on my face, But if you stare into my eyes, Storm clouds billow and churn, Tears glaze like rainy day skies. I haven't seen the sun Since I don't know when, A misty gray shroud Blocks and clouds my vision.My life's been taken over By a sadistic grandfather clock. Time haunts and taunts me, There's no way to keep up. But if you ask me how I've been, Invariably I'll look up and grin; For what more is there to say Besides, "Oh, I'm OK."