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by zadyrose Mar 12, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Always watching my friends through this glass, trying to get in with no avail, I'm just a figure from the past, the one doomed to fail, they laugh and i hear their cheer, i cry as i watch them play, they don't care that I'm not there, i guess its better that way, i watch them for a little while, then walk away in tears, never again to smile, as alone i face my fears.