by Gianna Aug 24, 2005
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
I walk threw the halls, Halls of hell. I see so many smiles so many frowns, I look in the mirror and see a girl, All dressed up pretty. She walks threw the halls hoping she'll make friends, Yet shes sick of seeing smiles all around, She's not happy tho she may act, But deep down inside she is lonely and scared, She doesn't know what's going to happen in the future but she prays to god she'll have friends, She looks around and sees all these girls, Girls that are so pretty yet so young, You see her walking threw the halls walking all alone with smiles all around, She steps into the bathroom and couldn't take it she started to puke and felt much better, She cleans up and walks back in the halls of hell she looks around and sees so many beautiful girls so pretty and well groomed she wished she was as pretty as them, The bell rings time for her to go, She waits outside for her bus to come, She sits alone all a lone wishing she had somebody next to her, She walks home as fast as she can she quickly runs up stairs and locks her self in her room, She starts to get sad starts to get worried,, She is scared, Scared to put a foot back in the halls of hell. |