by Chelsea Apr 20, 2005
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
The walls that surround me are to strong for your eyes to penetrate |
i know what you mean...i hate going home but i dont ever let people know...i tell them what i want them to know and they complain about the lil things that to me are stupid but a big deal to them...you did a great job putting that through...very straight forward poem..great job and keep it up...5/5 |