Depression

It was a feeling of sin
and i had no control
depression started to step in
slowly inhabiting my soul

i looked in the mirror
and stared in my eyes
all i see is terror
and silent cries

i'm not the girl i once was
i no longer had a smile
i have many flaws
i slowly become hostile

with several attempts of suicide
they never did notice
my soul had already died
and already lost focus

i hated who i became
and wanted to die
i was filled with shame
but all i did was cry

it made me weak to fight
and made it hard to see
i couldn't tell wrong from right
depression got the best of me