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by Britini Oct 9, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
They never see the real me, They only see who they want me to be, I'm trapped inside this perfect box, but someone has the key to my lock, It's been so long since I have truly smiled, I have been crying for a while, no one seems to look inside, they can't see whats hiding behind my eyes, so many things are running through my mind, so many things I cannot find, so many lies that I have been told, so many reason I have to hide and be so cold, I promise my self to not get close anymore, I'm closing and locking all my doors, I'm putting my walls back up, and rebuilding my barriers, this is the last time, next time I wont get back up.