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by Brittany May 8, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Can't figure this out, This place I seem to be, The walls are so depressing, This just isn't me. I remember a lot of things, Some say it's just my knack, I don't remember coming here, And I don't remember how to get back. There are no signs, I feel like I'm going to cry, I'm getting scared, And I don't know why. When there's a calm, When everything's okay, Those hurtful words inside me, Seem easier to say. Slowly things change, Finally I'll fade from here, I'll just let go of everything, As I look into the mirror.