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by Reesa Sep 2, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I put on my smile When I walk out the door Hiding what’s inside of me Is what the mask is for I bottle up emotions Don’t let go of pain Until I am alone again The bottle can’t contain I cry myself to sleep each night Wondering why I’m here What’s the point of living When there can not be a cure I look outside my window As the world passes me by Everyone living their happy lives While I just live my lie I grab the knife and clutch it tight Wanting only for more pain The physical sense to cancel out What my emotions seem to contain I cut deeply into my skin A tear sheds from my eye I just wish I had more strength in me To give one last goodbye