Look at her...
Her beauty glowing like the moon on a clear...

From the moment I open my eyes,
I feel the hunger within...

Behind closed door...
You'll see her crying on the floor...

They call it dysthymia
They call it depression...

Been so long since she felt like this,
A tingle here...

Dear diary,
I cried for the first time in a long time today...

Bite your lip,
Tighten your grip...

I'm sorry...
I'm sorry i couldn't hold on any longer...

Smiles all around her,
Applause filling the room...

Hey this is kinda more of a story then a poem
thanks x0x0...

I don't know where I am anymore
I don't know who I am anymore...

You can bring me up from the depths of myself,
By just being you, you make me happy...