by Garrett Apr 2, 2005
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
I smile and laugh for these people to see, but deep down no one really knows me. They don't see me they don't even care, for me there was never anyone there. They used to see me, but only to laugh, and now I'm alone and theres no one I have.I sit in my room and wait for the end, sometimes I wish I could start over again.They never heard me scream, and they never heard me cry, maybe they will start to listen after I die. |
excellent work...sad but real...keep writing, hon... |