On the surface I am happy,
On the surface I fit in.
But underneath that shell,
Lots of sadness is held in.
Feelings are like knots,
Tangled up inside,
but in my mind they seem to be
Something I need to hide.
The happiness is a shell,
It's how I should be
The darkness that's inside,
Is what they will never see.
I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to say.
I just need some help,
to make this monster go away.
I may not have escaped my depression yet, but I have seen that there is a light. There is a way out of it. The bravest thing you can do is ask for help.
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