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by Sam Dec 17, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
No One knows, What I go through. They try to smile, And act like they do. The pain I feel, Is real inside. There's so much hurt I have to hide. The cure I need Is not in books I hear their laughs, I feel their looks. The hurt I'm feeling, Is not the same. It's all those drugs, They are to blame There isn't a tear, I haven't cried I keep them with me, All alone inside. They say there's a pill To heal my mind. It's just another drug Of a different kind. I promised them all, I'd give it a try. So I'll hide the hurt, And I won't cry. So all the tears, That I have cried. I'll keep them with me, All alone inside.
by w!th0utyou
I really like this poem nice job 5/5!!