Depression

When i was younger
i had a suicidal friend
she was always upset
and wanted her life to end

i didn't get why she was so upset
because life wasn't that bad
i never understood
why she was so sad

i heard about teenagers
suffering depression and trying to die
and everyday they just sat down
and started to cry

i thought to myself
how can they be upset all the time
and i thought to myself
I'm glad their life isn't mine

now that I'm older
i understand those people more
i understand my friend
who i don't talk to anymore

when i was younger
i didn't understand
but now that I'm older
Ive turned into one of them

i understand why they cut
i understand their death wish
because i have one of my own
and my own cuts on my wrist

Ive gone from a happy
innocent girl
to a depressed teenager
who hates this world

Please comment, my poems and friends are all i have keeping me alive :( Ur comments really mean allot to me. oh and by the way this is a true story.