When life pulls you up,
it pulls you back down.
so when you let off a smile,
it looks like a frown.
when you have a good friend,
do you when they lie.
would it drive you round the bend,
until the day you die.
when you find your first love,
do you know they're the one.
like an angel fallen from above,
you'll find out when they're gone.
you will see one day in your lives,
that this poem isn't a piece of childish lies.
but these are the truths of lives depressions,
so go out into the world,
and make some good first impressions