I'm not sure how to start this
but just try to understand
that I couldn't live with myself
hurting is not what I planned
I have made mistakes
over and over again
I have tried to stop myself
but this pain I cannot mend
My emotional awareness
never seemed to catch anyone off guard
I never meant to hurt your feelings
but being happy to me is to far
I'm no help to anyone
just a worry in their thoughts
why should I go on?
for years, depression is what I fought
I'm sorry this ended this way
but my tears are all ran out
my teenage years were filled with melancholy
when they say those years are what its all about
Must I go on?
surely this poem has caught your eye
I'm just sorry for everything
which is the reason why I have to say goodbye...
